Staring At The Ceiling

I had a good trip to a cottage, and had a good time with my friends, I had a good drive back and I had a good full day of painting and house-labor afterwards.

If somebody can tell me why I can’t seem to get more than an two hours of sporadic sleep a night out of any of that, I’d appreciate it.

Though in truth, I’ve got a pretty good guess.

4 Comments

  1. Posted August 9, 2007 at 10:37 am | Permalink

    Labour.

    Lrn 2 speel. kthx.

  2. Chris R
    Posted August 10, 2007 at 1:24 pm | Permalink

    Guilt for a lifetime of sin?

    Darcy, while pregnant and consequently unable to sleep, made a list of all of the world’s problems and how to solve them.

    When I can’t sleep, it’s because I’m trying to decide which of http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20044270_20044274_20048517,00.html and http://www.x-entertainment.com/messages/547.html are more accurate and true.

    Choose your poison.

  3. Mike Hoye
    Posted August 10, 2007 at 2:28 pm | Permalink

    That’s part of it, yeah!

  4. Mike Hoye
    Posted August 10, 2007 at 2:33 pm | Permalink

    “Nothing makes one so vain as being told that one is a sinner.” -Oscar Wilde