my head is going to implode. i'm so tired. there's nothing to... well, yes, of course, there is plenty to do. but i'll do it tomorrow. why do i feel tired but unsure of my capacity to sleep? it's been a long day, even though i haven't done anything. yes, relax, be excited, this is life.

i'm going to climb into the bed above my head and bait mr. sandman by counting fake sheep. that sheep fucker, he can't resist my sheep, even if they are fake.

at least i brushed my teeth already.