It's currently 4:13 a.m. on Monday morning. I've been awake since shortly after 2 a.m., thanks to a drunkenly-dialed wrong number call I received on my BlackBerry. And, yes, the ringer was on because it's my work phone - I have to be able to answer it pretty much 24/7.
Anyway, I typically have a pretty hard time going back to sleep if I'm woken in the middle of the night. So, here I sit...exhausted, sore, and yawning, yet strangely unable to shut down my mind and drift off back to sleepyland.
I finally got tired of tossing and turning, so I grabbed a pillow and a blanket and curled up on the couch, thinking that some mind-numbing television would do the trick. Not so much. This time of night, even with digital cable, there's NOTHING on, with the exception of infomercials. There's normally not a thing wrong with a good infomercial, but they're not helping lull me to sleep; instead, they're just making me want to spend money. Good thing I'm too sleepy to grab my debit carb because otherwise, I might now own a Rocket Grill, the Magic Bullet blending system, a book by Matthew Lesko, and some Super Colon Cleanse. Okay, so I'm kidding about actually buying the last two, but still, you get the picture.
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