Really grooving on the anti-optimist gruff of her soothing voice. It has been really entertaining to hear everything that her body can do running on zero sleep and no alcohol.
I am pretty sure that I am in a completely loopy state. Usually when I am up this late I am just laying and watching the tele, still completely shitfaced, or at least dozing in and out of conciousness. Not tonight. Hell no. I do not have the time for that tonight.
I must be feeling pretty weird, because this painting makes a hell of a lot of sense to me at the moment.
Its almost as if the colors are dancing together, falling all over each other's borders and mixing in a weird cosmic bowl of, well, whatever kind of cosmic bowl colors tend to mix well in.
I guess what I am truly saying is that I do not believe Australian doctors when they try to tell me that yawning is not a sign of being tired, but rather the brain just trying to cool off. They are fucking morons. And Australian, so probably ex-cons. Is this making sense to you?
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