A compiled heap of my poetry, memoirs and personal insights of past and present.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
My sleepies are talking
I'm tired. I don't even know why I'm blogging, except that I felt like I had something to say, only now I can't remember. But I'm comfortable, in my pj's and end of the day hair. Boy do I look like a winner. But at 12:25am I bet you do too. All the rest of the world is still asleep and drooling all over your pillows. But nope, not me. I sleep like a princess...and a princess doesn't snore or drool. But they are allowed to go to bed looking like a slob. Especially when they're single ;-) Dang it!..............I need to get off this computer..........