It's almost 1 in the morning and I can't sleep. I have school in a little more than 8 hours, have to be up in 6, and no sign of sleep coming on soon. My legs are sore because I did a mile and 1/4 run yesterday and then walked across Owen Sound. I'm feeling grumpy because I got up 20 minutes before class started, had no time to shower, got to spend 7 hours in a basement bored out of my skull (regardless of how much I like Criminology, me being tired really detracts from my enjoyment of the class), and haven't slept a damn wink since. Not even a nap. I tried, believe me, but it didn't work. I've now been trying to sleep for the past 2 hours to no avail.

Then the kicker happened. My friend decided it would be a great idea to message me at 12:30 asking me if I still had this movie we used to watch when we but wee lads. Thinking to myself that he's lucky I'm a fucking insomniac and thus don't sleep well, I told him "yes". He then asked me if he and his girlfriend could come and watch it sometime in the near future.

Now, allow me to explain this guy. He's one of my dearest friends, and I would do anything for him. He's one of the smartest guys I know. Unfortunately, he's always been lacking in the common sense department. And by lacking, I mean he actually has none, nada, zip, zilch, fuck-all. I've accepted it and become accustomed to it over the years, but every now and again it sometimes rears its head up and takes a huge bite out of my sanity. Normally I would flip out, but tonight I decided to try a new approach. Due to my rather exhaustive state of mind, it's probably better that way because if I had flipped then I likely would have had to deal with his girlfriend bitching at me, and I probably would not be writing this right now.

So, being entirely patient and considerate of his feelings (something anyone who has known me for more than 10 minutes should find quite odd) I asked him why he felt it prudent to ask me in the the middle of the night when I have school in the morning. Remember when I mentioned he had no common sense? Well, he misinterpreted my query. He thought I was asking him if they were wanting to do this tonight.

You know that feeling you get after you've just been punched in the back of the head? It stings a little, but there's also a tingly feeling and a warm sensation? I felt that in full force. Luckily, I'm quite used to getting hit in the head, so I was able to manage keeping my cool. I explained to him that it was a general question as to why he couldn't have waited until the morning to ask me, as I have school in the morning. I've yet to hear a reply.

The smallest thing can keep me awake at night. I've known this for years, and I've never really been able to grow out of it. I'm the type of sleeper who, if woken by something for more than 30 seconds has no chance of getting back to sleep that night. My brain doesn't like to shut off and recharge. When I'm angered, I can kiss any last scrap hope for sleep that night goodbye. Take tonight for example. Come tomorrow morning, I'll have been awake for 24 hours. Now, I know for most of you who've been in or currently are attending college, this nothing too big. Ordinarily, I would agree. However, I also know that the majority of you aren't in Police Foundations and thus don't need a strict fitness regimen such as mine, for which a good night's sleep is crucial. I don't mean to put make myself seem like some martyr or anything like that. I guess what I'm just trying to get across is I'm pissed off that I'll now be missing my fitness class tomorrow because I didn't sleep at all because a stupid fucking question was asked in the middle of the night by someone who knows that I don't sleep well, knows that I have a quick temper when something incomprehensibly moronic is asked of me and still has the stupidity to ask me the goddamn question when they also know I have school in the morning, and then put his girlfriend into the equation whom he knows (or should know by now) that I despise.

Fuck... Just another day...

On the plus side, I may actually have a band-type thing in the works. Nothing concrete as of yet, the idea is still up in the air, but it's there dammit. The fact that the best guitar player I've ever seen in my life wants to make a band with me is nothing short of overjoying for me, and the fact that he knows a drummer would make me have a mental orgasm if my brain had a dick.