It really is funny how the mind works.
You know yesterday was the start of Daylight Savings Time,
and you know you’re going to lose an hour,
so you better make sure you go to bed early and get some sleep.

But it doesn’t work that way.
You know you can’t just lie down and sleep right away.
You know you’re going to do some thinking.
Also, knowing that you have to wake up early the next day
does not help one bit.

Does this happen to anyone out there too?
Where you can’t sleep just because you have to wake up early the next day?
Or you think too much?
Think of different things? All at the same time?
And none of them doesn’t have anything to do with one another.
You know what I mean”¦?
Like”¦

First you try to get comfortable, fixing your pillow, your bed, your blankets, then you think about what happened to your day today, was it a good day or a bad day, did you lock the doors up, turned all the lights out, you feel your back ache from washing the car, Man, I am getting old, especially how I get out of breath just by squatting down and trying to scrub the tires; at least I got the oil changed the other day, Tyler’s doctor drives an H2. Man, I am in the wrong profession; maybe I should go back to school and start something else; $30 Dollars for a basic Oil Change? You got to be kidding me!?, Man, my back really hurts; What was that sound?? Maybe we got ghosts here? Hey that movie Hellboy must be good huh? They are the ones who bump back in the night. Matrix Revolutions is coming out on DVD on Tuesday, I got to get that one; Crap, I need to get the second one too. I need another place to place all my DVD’s. Maybe I should get another rack; I could use the one I have now for something else, God, I can’t wait to get back to work, so I don’t have to feel bad buying stuff for me, We need to save money for the wedding too; I am so excited to finally marry Tracy; I also need to get in shape; I would look ridiculously funny in a tux if I am out of shape; Crap, I need to find some Tux rental place; I wonder why Linux chose a penguin as it’s mascot; Screw the get in shape plan; I am in shape, round is a shape; It’s hard sometimes to play guitar when your belly supports the back of your instrument; come to think of it, it’s a nice way to relax your shoulders from the guitar strap; Oh man I want to get a new guitar; I miss my Fender Strat which I left back in the Philippines; I wonder how my friends are back there; Sometimes I wonder if they miss me too; I know Darwin, my best friend does, he constantly keeps in touch; John, Anthony and Eric does too, I wonder how they are as well; man, I remember all the gimmicks we had; If I had a penny for every time we cut school and hang out; I need to start thinking about Tyler’s college education; He’s got another tooth coming out, the kid is growing like a weed; I just can’t find a comfortable position, my back is killing me; What time is it? Oh God , I need to get some sleep; If I ever catch this jerk who drives by in his Bike and revs up so loud it annoys the crap out of me; I also hope those guys with whooping sound system in their cars goes deaf or impotent for playing it that loud; I was once young but there is no need to play it that loud at 2 in the morning; also the asswipes who screech their tires at the Wal-Mart parking lot; who are they trying to impress? Do they know who shops at Wal-Mart? You always find the most annoying; weirdest; obnoxious; unbearable people at Wal-Mart; Those fire ants in our backyard just won’t die; Where are they hiding their queen?; I need to get some stronger fire ant killing stuff; maybe I’ll go to Wal-Mart tomorrow. I’ll try to get some printer ink as well; Maybe they sell guitar strings there; Of course they do, They’re Wal-Mart; I love that store; I wonder how much is a single bed; If our mother’s come here for the wedding, where are they gonna sleep?; We only have one bed; I Need to go to sleep! Why can’t I sleep?; Why can’t I play guitar like Sambora?; Maybe if I turn to my side it would ease the pressure off my back; Maybe I should start drinking so I could go to sleep faster; I am afraid I might get used to it and have a drinking problem; Maybe I’ll go to rehab or die from overdose like those famous musicians; Presley, Aykroyd, or Cobain; Man, if I was married to Courtney Love I would kill myself too; Oh man, I got so much stuff to do tomorrow; Maybe if I fix this pillow right, I might fall aslee…. ZZzzzzZzzzzzzzzzzzz”¦”¦

Is it just me or am I just Nucking Futs?