I'm sitting here trying to stay awake for some reason. That reason is I've been waking before the sun rises lately and it's so fucking cold about then I end up lying in bed thinking 'I'm sure not getting out of bed' for at least a couple of hours. Putting on clothes that have been sitting out in the cold at that time of day is like rubbing icecubes on your nuts, and that's not a good thing if you were curious. But I really don't have anything I can do tonight. Oh well.
It's really boring lying in bed thinking about how cold it is. Especially since I finished my Fritz Lieber book. It was really good. Finishing it was like saying goodbye to old friends. Old friends that live in books. Okay, I guess that coulda made more sense and sounded less lame.