honeymonster | stairway to satan..

Arrgh. Insomnia. I am so damned tired it's not funny, but every time I turn out the lights and close my eyes I can't seem to find peace. I'd leave the door open for Mitty, 'cause his purring always seems to tempt sleep, but I'm still mad at him for waking me up this evening. (He came in, meowed for about five minutes while I ignored him, then jumped up on my chest and yelled in my face.)

We are not cloning this kitty.

One of the sad truths of life is that it's very hard to feel sorry for someone when you're trying to sleep.

My bio-thingy just gets longer.