This morning I passed a gift shop displaying just the thing I need: a long t-shirt that reads “Sleepless in Seattle.” I want someone to buy me this so I can wear it to bed when I’m not sleeping. It’s funny because I live in Seattle and also happen to enjoy the occassional bout of insomnia.
Boy, it really is neat that someone has taken the title of a once-popular movie starring Tom Hanks and screen-printed it on an article of clothing that one would associate with sleeping. It’s kind of ironic though, isn’t it? It’s a shirt one would use for sleeping, but as it explains, I can’t sleep at all! Ha-ha. That sure is a hoot.
In other news, waking up to a new day here is like giving excellent head and getting nothing but a big wad of jizz in your eye.