It's 6:45AM on a beautiful Saturday morning in July. There's dew on the grass, a light fog in the air - simply glorious. Now you're probably thinking that I'm totally high or something right now. And you're right - I am. Well, sort of. For some reaso lately, I haven't really seemed to need that much sleep. I can go on and on without sleep. And I know I'm tired, but when I try to sleep I just can't. Very strange. So last night, I slept at my best friend, Laura's house... well I guess I didn't really sleep... Anyway, she fell asleep around 1 ish [I think] and I just watched tv for the 4 or so hours. Around 5:30 I realized that I was greatly wasting my time; so, I got in my vehicle-of-use and drove home. Once home I got out the can of paint and began to paint the fence - I project that I have been dragging on for about two weeks now. With the back fence down and only a couple panels left of the side I decided to come in here. I'm sitting here typing now with my eyes closed thinking of how nice it would be to lye down on my bed and sleep, but then I realized that no matter how long I lye there I won't be able to sleep. Very strange.

So now, not only am I a stomach-shrinker, I also have the super-duper-inability-to-sleep-when-necessary disorder.

Well, now that I've been diagnosed as a stomach-shrinker and one who has the super-duper-inability-to-sleep-when-necessary disorder I will move on. PZ.