sometimes, i don't want to sleep. not for any real reason, but i just get sitting around and think, "i don't want to go to sleep." eventually, i do though. other times, my brain keeps running over something and i can't sleep. tonight is one of the former. i'm just watching tv. not because there is something i really want to see. just read some stuff, floated around the blogiverse, and watched tv.
tracy morgan was on kimmel. funny guy. almosts unintelligible at times. sounded all stuffed up. but just random funny comments. not like your average talk show interview, where the host is giving little points for the guest to tell stories. it seemed like jimmy kept trying to break in and do that, but tracy just was rolling on about whatever he felt. he just said he thought torino was jay z's sister. then, went on about wanting to go to italy because vito corleone was from there. then quoted, "luca bratzi sleeps with the fishes." now, he got into ranting about cold case, why can't we find osama, let's eat free willy, and more. what an odd rant.
alas, i feel sleep approaching. and i know i'll be tired tomorrow.
finally
these beads were mine. that is, i saw them flying through the air, jumped up, and had them bounce off of my hand. right into adam's hands. okay, i don't really care, but they would have been the best that i caught @ the mardi gras parade on sunday.
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If you want them, I'll give them to you. They're being used as feline diversions currently.
no, i don't. just an adendum to a post about nothing. was thinking about pictures to put up here, and thought about that one.
of course, if i really wanted to be introspective, i could apply these beads bouncing off my hands to how i feel, at times, in life. that wasn't the intention, just an application that could be made after the fact.
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