oh wait how did i end up here, this isn't wendy's. well, i don't have any money for wendy's anyways. even if i had money, i don't think i'd go there. in fact, kfc sounds wonderful right now. well, really any sort of food does. oh, and so does sleep. not sleeping makes sleep sound wonderful. who the hell could have imagined that? eh, i digress.

it seems that the lights are getting brighter every time i see them. perhaps i should go talk to someone about that, not sure if it's a good or a bad thing. it's almost an aphorism. er, no, sorry, an aphid. that's what i meant to say. it's a small insect. that might explain why i begin to itch every time i think about it. wait, what do i even think about? i'm not 100% positive what this even has to do with the fact that i haven't slept. isn't that what this blog is about?

anyways, it's just a mondegreen; excuse me while i kiss the sky. or wait, sorry, it seems that i have lost my ability to fly; wouldn't it be awesome to be able to fly though? it would be almost as awesome as being able to speak whale. i mean, that would be a totally impractical ability, but you could have… wait. no. dolphins. not whales. so long and thanks for all the fish.

something else to think about: i'm not too sure what time it actually is right now. i do think that it might be important. but if it is important, then i'm fucked, because one way or another, the time will change momentarily. the clock says 5:03 PM. my mind says midnight. my midnight says grandfather clock. or perhaps an orange falafel.

and now is the part where i put something that is something else. perhaps i am the recipriversexcluson. all hail the new world order of dominoes. son of a crap. crap of a son. bastards! illllllllllllllllllllllllll i think i just fell asleep for a few moments but my ramblings continued anyways. preteens should not be allowed to breathe. or wait, yes they should. maybe. tax them. tax everyone. then we can fix whatever problems are going on with the economy that everyone seems to think are such big issues.

evidently there's a budget deficit or something. or maybe a donkey deficit. this nation does need more donkeys. and more hinnies. and the dream police. fuck.

i made a song: http://soundcloud.com/dj-wardplex/schizophrenic-beats-collab

goodbye

oh and for those of you who might ask, my son is doing absolutely wonderful. he's doing something akin to sitting up on his own using his hands to support himself, as well as having his first tooth coming in. and discovering some interesting syllables. such as mamamamamam and dadadadadada and bababababa and whatever else seems to be accurate at the time.

k bed time. actually i have to feed my son.