I Can't Sleep

OK, I sat up too late last night. Woke up too late this morning. Did too little today. Now I'm paying the ultimate price! There is not fate worse (at least to my reckoning at this exact moment (the fact that I find myself (at this exact moment in time) afflicted by this has no bearing whatsoever, as I remain (admirably) objective on the issue)) than knowing it is time for bed but not feeling sleepy and knowing you'll (you will) be sleepy in the morning! (If you really want to let the night-madness set in try having lots of things you could do to pass the time, but make sure that they are of no interest to you for the duration of your hellish evening).

So I hope that last paragraph was as much fun to read as it was to write... Here, have a nice sunset to relax those weary eyes:

Better? Great. On with the blog!

OK, so yesterday I sat in my pants all day and at about 9 o'clock (in the evening) I was asked if I wanted to watch a film (I did) so I walked across Lincoln (this is where I reside) to watch the film (after getting dressed). The film was Black Swan, great film. I had already seen it, but I am currently very poor and I knew this would be an opportunity for free food (leek and Tesco meat soup, with whiskey filled chocolate eggs for desert (I ate far more than my host (even got some juice!))). After the film ran its course (finished) it was getting close to midnight. This was probably a good time to leave and traipse (move) across town (again), but instead we thrilled each other by showing off some great film trailers (us students really know how to party). Much later (well 45mins) I did walk home. It was cold. I got home. It was warm. 

I sat down just to check my e-mails (this sounds a lot better than 'Facebook') and ended up have a debate with someone for about an hour, at which point I realised  it was 2.45am.

Went to bed.

Got up.

Got undressed.

Put on 'Night pants' (well just big boxers that look odd if I wear them under jeans (odder if I wear them over jeans).

Went to bed.

Got up.

Turned off light.

Went to bed.

Lay awake until 4.30am (estimate).

Woke up at 7am.

Woke up at 8.45am.

Woke up at 10am.

Got out of bed at 11am.

Today has been very similar to yesterday, in so much as I have achieved bugger all (technical term) and am now wide awake at 11.30pm (and my wakeness, is only getting wider!)

Here is an artist rendition of how I may look tomorrow at around 4pm:

Bit of a rambling post, but I'm not forcing you to read this (please disregard this sentence if you are Paul Rook). Night!