May 22, 2011

don't look now

dear rude as it gets diary,

when it comes to sleeping, i am the queen bee. i consider myself pretty much the expert around here. um... nobody in my household can sleep faster, better, or longer than i can- and they never could- at any stage of their life. with that said, i believe i have earned some sleep respect and i have- to a certain extent. during my nap times for instance, my people are generally quiet- even the dogs. i have found my greatest difficulty in life is going to bed. when i go to bed, my mind will sometimes drift to painful places (not often don't get your hopes up fatass hero bitch) and my real problem, THE UNIBOMBER WATCHES TV UNTIL 4AM. i have a hard time sleeping with lights flashing and guns shooting. he watches westerns. fuck a western. he thinks because he wears the headphones that i cant hear the sound to the tv, but the gunshots still come through and the light from the tv- when they change scenes- it is black and white- it gets dark and light. i dunno. i wish the unibomber fell asleep watching the news. that way since i am the queen bee, i could buzz around and fuck with him while he is sleeping peacefully during the evening news and maybe even flash him my stinger.