January 19, 2013

Captain's Log: Star Date - Eh, Who Am I Kidding?

Sitting here at 6:45 am staring blankly at the computer screen. Why? Normally by now, if my insomnia was in full swing, i'd probably just be going to bed. After getting out of work about 9:30 last night, and in bed by a little after midnight, my usual hour or so of tossing and turning and here I am. Waiting to head into work for overtime.

Really, I am surprised i'm able to complete full sentences right now, much less than a complete thought. The coffee sits here mocking me, knowing it has no effect on me to wake me up. Just the fact that it's hot and as I drink it, the heat loosens up the garbage in my head.

I've never been a morning person. All my best work was always done in the wee hours of the morning. Some say that people like that are usually highly intelligent. Sometimes I beg to differ. Even in the military, waking up at 0500 and some days at 0430, I would look through the drill sergeants and fantasize them being tortured like those people Chuck Norris was always sent to rescue.

Now the birds are chirping away outside my window. It's still fucking dark outside. Go back to sleep you furry little bastards. Hell, even the sun hasn't even rolled over to hit the snooze button yet. There's no worms out yet. And if there are, they're not just getting up. Hell, they're just getting home from a night out in the Rancor Pits from a full night of partying.

What makes it worse is, it's Saturday morning. And there's not a damn good cartoon on TV. Not like there was  back in the day. No Bugs Bunny, Mighty Mouse, Tom and Jerry, nada   I might get to watch reruns of the porn watcher Sponge Boob or some campy remake of what should have been defunct by now Power Rangers, (Pink and Green ranger all the way). Can't even enjoy a simple hour or so staring blankly at flashing colors of outdated decent animation. What a rip off.

So, while I get ready to coddle people who are too ignorant to read the little instruction manual that came with their DSL modem that says, "Your wireless network and wireless password are printed on the bottom of the modem," and yet call in complaining they can't connect to the internet because they don't know what the wireless password is... Or for those people who think "b" and "8" are the same character and can't get their password right.... You all have a wonderful Saturday morning.

I so wish I could replicate myself sometimes!!!!!!
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