Up at 4 in the AM.

Most my friends are sleeping, and it sucks having no one to talk to at this time of night, well, morning I guess. Alex passes out at a decent hour, Chelsea is busy with her man so I don't want to bug her, and Shannon, well, he gets woken up every morning at 4:30, so I'm not going to bug him either.
At midnight, I was going to go to bed, but I started reading my new book.
At one, I was going to go to bed, but I got an idea and had to write it down.
At two, I was going to go to bed, but one of my favorite episodes of Roseanne was on.
At three, I was going to go to sleep, but, just my luck, I couldn't and can't fall asleep.

And of course there is no one to talk to at 4 in the morning.
I mean, I am the kind of person that loves getting phone calls in the middle of the night. But not many other people like that.
I hate texting at night, because people always fall asleep on me.

My sleep schedule is going to be so fucked tomorrow night.
So yeah, point, call me at 4 in the morning.
I will probably be awake.


Oh, and here's a picture of a small Thanksgiving meal I made by myself today.
Larry's work gave us a turkey, but we didn't need it, so I decided to make a "Miller Lite Turkey", because that's what I drenched it in when I put it in the roaster.
I am very proud of my dinner.