Teeth...Check
Water...Check
Fed the cow...I don't own a cow...but sure Check
Right so ready for bed. Crawl in, as... well it is eleven, and unlike some people, I'm quite tired. Close my eyes, get ready for darkness Thenn I open them again. This goes on, for an hour and a half about. Have you ever had one of those nights when your dead tired, yet sleep is just always evading your grasp? I think most would agree it seriously sucks. Sure the worst is Christmas but then again, only odders can sleep through that night.
Stupid Santa and his roof walking. So much for the NASA designed quiet reindeer boots. actually on second thought, never mind about the reindeer boots. He might just get hooved and thrown off a roof if seen in them.
Then the day dawns, a new one at that. Finally indeed. The alarm clock is lovingly smashed to down and all is great. Sure you can scold yourself in a shower, boiling and such but when you think back to the morning umm. Okay Cripes its early. Don't quite remember. Sure I can talk about school but who the hell cares about that? Hey Stop that. I don't need those death glares, awaiting my approach to the next apple picking field trip. Besides, I swear to orange that that apple was rightfully mine. Argh I give up.
The rest is simple. Badminton, falling down on a cement floor amidst a lot of groaning and moaning, much like when reading this afterwards. Homework follows which is a drag, but also nice as only one more day to weekend. Which actually is a whole new story which I wont get into right this moment. So keeping all that in mind, I wish you all the best of luck with tonights sleep. Heres to hoping those sheep are energized.
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This has given much to meditate upon my good friend James. Somehow you make the drone of an standard day quite interesting, much praise for your talent. Love how it starts with the end of one, instead of the beginning of another. Perhaps place a bandage on the badminton bruises. And by the way, even though I am slightly envious of your 4 day weekend, my family is leaving so I get the whole house to myself, except they're taking the car along with them. Fiddlesticks.
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