Insomniac Dreams

I'm not really sure what happened last night. I had a dream where I was sort of like an insomniac, for lack of a better word. I was having some serious sleep issues - in the dream - and it was not a very nice. I would sit on the beach and watch the sun come up knowing full well that I was exhausted but it was pointless to try and sleep. When I woke up, I was really tired like I hadn't slept all night, even though I had. This blog sucks and I don't wanna write it anymore. It's leaving a really bad taste in my mouth like I just tongued another blog after I had been up all night watching c-span and it was asleep building up a diabolical case of morning breath. Yeah blog, that's right. I just imagined that I was tonguing another blog and it was a total make-out session...morning breath and all baby! What? You bore me! Its like everyday it's the same thing with you! I wake up and roll-over and there's you just sitting there with that blank look on your body. What about me and my needs? You just take, take, take...and what do I get? WHAT DO I GET!?! I'm not yelling! I'm not...I'm...don't interrupt me! Well, I think you should know that I've been talking to other blogs. Blogs with content and paragraphs. When was the last time you delineated between thoughts in paragraph form? Yeah, that's right. You don't.