ok. so i might find it personally amusing that at 12:55 on a wednesday night i am, frankly, exceptionally stupid and rolling around in my bed like a paraplegic with aspergers. (imagine that. i dare you.) anyhow, alas, this is a) predictable of both me and hacky writers in general, a tribe with which i now feel genuine kinship; and b) does not conveniently mesh with my professional responsibilities, which dictate that i’m up and reasonably un-retarded enough to publish some stuff at a morning hour when everyone else is (or should be, because we work too hard) sleeping.
AND, SO i was going to write something about how i lamely had to come to my laptop and sign on IM and wait for hours to find enough peace (or boredom) to sleep, but i seem to have hit that wall already now. which is a pleasant surprise. not sure which pharmaceutical gods are in charge of this particular turn of events, but i salute them.
in the end, i suppose even this very sentence is predictable. whatever, i have aetna.
