ye olde crapfest

so you know the four-beer-obliteration thing i was talking about? well last night, i think i drank way more than that. i don't even know. there were eleventy-seven empty bottles laying around after it was all over, and as far as i can remember, only a few people drinking. anyway, the point...point is, i went to bed way too late in the first place, and forseeing the sleep troubles i was sure to have, decided to try out my new all-natural hippie sleep aid, the liquid melatonin. i assumed it had to be better than the tylenol pm on account of there's no added pain relievers to mess with my belly. but i don't know what happened. i took the shit at 2:30ish, it says give it 20 minutes and you're supposed to be out, but at 4:00, i was still laying there. i think. maybe i passed out in the meantime for a while. i don't know, i was obliterated. woke up at 7, fed the beasts, went back to bed and actually slept through jesse getting up and showering. gasp. but now i am here, at this place, which seems a lot friendlier now that i'll be leaving it, and i am greatly doubting the capabilities of all-natural melatonin and hating insomnia and wondering whether i should just get used to less than four hours of sleep a night or what.

and i almost forgot...i've been meaning to tell you. all this talk of appendices--i have a song on CD that a kid i knew a few years ago made for me. it's called "Amanda's Appendix" and it truly is a song about my appendix. the chorus goes "yummy yummy yummy yummy yummy appendix" and there's lots of echo and reverb and it's done in a chipmunk voice. you would just love it.