does anybody else besides me really hate going to bed?
i guess maybe it is summer, and i guess maybe i don't have a job, well i do but they never schedule me (thankyou non existent jesus). i guess that means there isn't really anything sending me to bed early. the only thing i have to prepare for is getting up and going to the beach, or the gym for that matter.
in any case, it might be the freedom that has led me to this, but i hate going to bed. i think being asleep is boring. every night i stay up until it gets light; i only go to bed because a strange luke warm sweat sets in, or because i'm getting dillusional, or because its too hard to sleep when the traffic gets going on the freeway which is a few thousand feet from my open window.
theres just so much to do at night time: read, write, itunes, construct storyboards, watch mtv2 or chase elusive cranebitchflies around my room with a wrath of a rolled up entertainment weekly.
maybe i'm just insane.
'Le Mat snake village - (Hanoi) - is home to a slew of snake-meat restaruants which play to the tourist market with elaborate theatrics, including killing the snake in front of you. It's then served up in every possible form, from soup to snake-belly shavings. The guest of honour gets to eat the still pumping heart - beware, it's alleged to have amphetamine properties.' - The Rough Guide to Vietnam. First world countries are for pussies.