Monday, 22 March 2010

Ain't it funny how time slips away?

So, it's 20 past midnight, and I've been trying to get to sleep for the last three hours, 'cos I'm knackered. But, sleep won't come. So, it seems I'll have to be busy for a while to see if that does the trick. I already know tomorrow will be horrible as a result of a mucked up sleep pattern - I'll probably never really wake up all day. Ain't life grand?



  1. At least I know that the clock on the wall is five minutes fast!

  2. I hate it when I already know the night before that the next day is going to be a rough one. If you could only time travel to California where it's 7:15 p.m., you could get a fresh start on this trying-to-get-to-sleep thing.

  3. Time travel would be handy. I'll just have to wait for the new series of Dr Who to begin (Has the Doctor crossed the Atlantic?