It’s late. Very late. I’m nodding off. I can fall asleep with a finger on a key and wake to find a page of the same characterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Bad time to start my first post. I always stay up late, regardless of drowsiness. For some reason, I am quite capable of convincing myself to stay up until I know I will feel awful tomorrow. I can then justify staying up even later as if to say ‘well I’m already going to be exhausted – I might as well stay up all night’. In for a penny, in for a pound. Great thinking Waz.
I’d better put a cool picture up.
Go to bed, you fool.