March 18, 2007

There is no reason to be awake.

This has been a long week. I'm glad to be home so that I can get some rest. I guess that this is where the irony comes in, why am I still awake? Logically, I keep telling myself that its because I went to work out to late and now my body is tired but my mind is wheeling. So if I have SO much brain power right now, why am I looking at myspace clipart? 100% meaningless. It has to be much worse that chasing the wind. I think that I am just enjoying a little time to myself. Isn't it funny that when you get really tired, you start feeling like aristotle? You decide that now is the time to start solving life's greatest problems. Why do I have allergies here, but not back in Missouri where everything blooms? Will Adam and I really wait 5 years to have kids? Why is Pamela allergic to green #5? Whoah, why is my TV turned up so loud?! Hmm. Silly to think about things now. Adam and I try to never fight when we are tired. Neither of us are rational and so we end up fighting late into the night with a lack of apologies (a key ingredient to the success of our relationship) and no good sleep. Terrible. Well enough rambling, I guess I better go to bed before I decide to solve the world's polution problem...