Must...sleep...

11:22 p.m. on a school night, yet these eyes have not yet felt any weight...could be a bad sign for the morning. I guess after my ass laid in bed until noon on each morning of this weekend, it's pretty well-rested and not in the mood for any more shut-eye just yet. I should probably hit the lights and see if i can coax it. But how do you go about coaxing yourself to go to sleep? Probably, you end up worse than before.

Me:"Hey man, you really need to sleep. You have to get up real early tomorrow."
Body:"Fuck, like I'm going to listen you you. You ain't my mom."

Maybe I'll just go raid the medicine cabinets and try to cook up some sort of cocktail that will all but kill me as I lay me down. It's possible I still have some liquid morphine left from the jaw surgery; could be quite crucial. But do I really want to waste it on a simple Sunday night's sleep? Nay, now that I consider the thought; it should be saved for an alcohol-filled night in which its addition to the beers and shots in my belly will put me right out for hours on end, or at least have me feeling hella good for quite some time, embarrassing myself like no other and not giving a flying fuck. Chances are, though, I've either already used up my medicinal reserves, or my mom cast them out for fear that I would indeed use them for the wrong purposes, which in this case she would be quite right about.

So assuming I will be settling for Benadryl, just how many should I pop? I want to be out cold in the next ten minutes. I suppose five ought to do the trick. Maybe mixed with a warm glass of skim, two percent if she's available. Well fuck, breast if that's available, but I am pretty sure there is no willing donor within this house at the moment. Maybe I ought to give my girl ____ a call....

All jokes aside, I really need to be heading to sleep. So goodnight to all of you cats out there, hopefully I'll get around to posting something else before the week is out. But you know how I get. I'm extremely lazy most of the time, and this trait has only increased since I began my hiatus from swimming. I'll make it a priority to fill you in on all of the wonderful things I encounter at the ol East Meck tomorrow.