Brain: What time is it?
Eyes: 5:00
Body: Go to sleep
Brain: Want to know what song keeps running through me?
Body: No.
Brain: That song that FADKOG had on her site the other day. "This bed is on fire
With passion and love."
Body: Shut up. She's lucky she's awesome or I'd make some sort of public remark (say in a blog) about her keeping me up.
Brain: What time is it now?
Eyes: 5:05.
Body: Both of you be quiet. Eyes, no more answering brain.
Eyes: Gotcha.
Brain: We don't need sleep. We have day long access to the 'sleep substitute'...coffee. "The neighbors complain about the noises above."
Body: GO TO SLEEP. We have all sorts of computery crap to do later on.
Brain: Pfft. I can do that stuff in my sleep.
Body: Which is what you should be doing now.
Chest: What is going on?
Eyes: The cat is perched on you. Um...could somebody move the cat? His nose is like an eighth of an inch from my cornea and it's freakin' me out.
Body: Do NOT touch the cat. Then he'll know we're awake and get all playful and purrity and cute and crap.
Nose: I hate allergy season.
Body: Go to sleep nose.
Nose: I'd love to but...you know...allergies.
Body: I hate involuntary bodily functions.
Heart: Oh really? Do you?
Body: Bite me, you know what I mean.
Mr. Willikers: Heh, he said, "Bite me."
Body: I'm ignoring that.
Eyes: Hey hands, can I get some help up here.
Hands: What's up?
Eyes: Sleepy dust, the usual.
Hands: K, brt
Body: Ahh, the cat knows we're awake you buffoons. That's it. Screw you guys, I'm getting up.
Mr. Willikers: Heh, he said, "Screw."
Hands: Awesome, can we blog now?
There was about another 45 minute's worth, but you get the idea.
The Point at Which an Award is Acknowledged in a Timely Manner:
Carrie over at Confessions who gave my this award which appeals very much to writerly ol' me:
Thank you very much Carrie. She's great and is going to fill out that pirate costume in a pretty inspiring way, I'm sure. Stop over and check her blog. She even left a comment -- in plain sight (that is to say where I could see it...with ease) -- to tell me about it.
The Victims (these are all great blogs that you should be reading if you aren't already. I won't wax prosaic though since these awards things take almost as much time as memes):
- Mrs. D. at A cup of thought, an ounce of sass, & just a dash of crazy
- Loralee at Loralee's Looney Tunes
- Maggie at Okay. Fine. Dammit.
- Mr Lady at Whiskey in my Sippy Cup
- Mike at The Newborn Identity
The rules (I actually followed them for once):
- Name 5 other Super Scribblers.
- If you are named you must link to the author & the name of the blog that gave you the award.
- Then you must display the award and link to This Post, which explains The Award.
- Finally you must visit the aforementioned post and tell your name to Mr. Linky. Then they will have a record of all the people who are Super Scribblers!
- Post the rules on your blog.
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38 comments:
WOO HOO....FIRST AGAIN! Jen is off her game this week for sure and I'm taking advantage of it.
Ok, so now have gone back and read your post and I am in tears laughing. I have the same conversations in the wee hours but sometimes my right leg likes to get into the action and says "hey, wanna see a real charlie horse?" at which point, the leg wins the game. Damn leg.
So funny Heinous...thanks for the am laugh!!!
That is quite a conversation first thing in the AM. I'm usually so out of it I'm lucky if all my parts communicate in the wee hours. Usually, it's just bladder and brain. Something along the lines of "Get the hell up. I gotta pee! Next time don't drink 3 gallons of tea before bed"
Hilarious! I actually clicked and listened to that song just before I went to bed last night. Alas, not to rub it in, I slept like a baby!
;)
Too funny! I have to admit, Mr. Willikers made me snort (yeah, I'm 13).
Oh, and congrats again. This is getting a bit ridiculous, really. Are you still going to talk to the little people now that you're all big and bad in the Bloggy World?
Okay, I so totally know where you are coming from. I do that myself and all it does is remind me that I have to wake up anyways
OMG my favorite part was when the nose piped in and everybody's all, "shut up, nose."
That was seriously awesome.
Congrats on the award! And thank you SO much for passing it on to me. You listed me there with some of the most amazing bloggers I've ever read, which would explain the maniacal grinning I am doing right now. It's actually hurting my teeth. And my cheeks. Perhaps they'll start talking to each other. I just hope my ego doesn't pipe in, I'll be all, "shut up, ego. Let us have this for a sec."
Going now. THANK YOU.
Wha? Sorry, I've been on facebook. I've been haunted, and poked and had so many sheep thrown at me that I can't possibly make it over here to be first.
Also, I have that same cat problem. When he jumps on our bed we have to remain still and even play dead because if there is so much of a movement, then he pounces all over us. I can't tell you how many times hubby's "junk" has taken a beating from that cat during the night. Well, I could, but hubby would kill me.
Awww, thanks, Jim!
One other thing...I did much the same thing, at 1am last night. UGH.
Um, yeah. It's about as true as it gets. Coffee is a savior. The cat is always a pain in the bed and always ready to pounce. I think we all have one of those cats.
I think exactly the same things that I can do the computer stuff in my sleep. Hard not being able to sleep.
When you get older, you can ask your doctor for anxiety meds! Yee haw.
As long as none of your body parts start to text message, I'd say you're still good.
Congrats on the award! Just means you rock!
Mary Anne: I think your plan to get Jen addicted to facebook means we can bask in the glory of firstness for some time to come. Those charlie horses always win.
CCG: You need to get a party going like me.
FADKOG: I'll get you for that one. All I need is a catchy tune.
Diane: I'm still a little people. Just my little blog with a few readers here and there.
Krystal: At least we can catch up on blogs...
Maggie: Ego never hurts. Humor it a little ;)
Jen: I won't tell him you commented that.
Mr Lady: It's the blogs I tell you. They keep us up at night.
RCM Jen: I have a little shrine for my coffee.
SK: I can't even get my fingers to text well.
LMFAO! omg, i am laughing so hard...
AWWWW Here too all the voice's in your head! That is very captivating how you responded too yourself in mid of the night ..I was LMAO!
Thanks for the being my blogger friend HA that sounded like we were in first grade together... will you be my friend blogger(yes or no)??? Anyway You ROCK!! and for doing the award just right. Well I'd better go check out the other blogger's you nominated... they sound very interesting... :)
Whoah...5am sucks. Remember back in the day when you could party til 5am and then sleep til noon?
Mr Willikers?! LOL!!!
No cat here at this time, but the dog behaves pretty much the same. I have tried to tell him that 60lb dogs are not lap dog material, but he doesnt seem to get it.
It took me a while to figure out who Mr. Willikers was and why you would be in bed with him. Is he a neighbor? Your "special friend"? Then came the dawn....
Ok, so maybe my brain didn't quite make it out of bed this morning, either!
Hehehe - At least it's the brain & not the bladder wakin' you up. I take sleepin' pills but my wife likes to ask me 'stuff' just about the time they start kickin' in. Lord only knows what I agree to in that condition.
With all of these awards you're getting - are we gonna have to start payin' a monthly fee???
Damn that Stiletto Mom.
Hey, that was hilarious. Is your cat really named Mr. Willikers? Or did you just make that up so that I would snort iced tea out of my nose?
Also, I forgot to mention it in my comment at FADKOG but that James cd was the very first gift I ever bought my husband, many many moons ago. And that song really does get stuck in your head.
ummm, I didnt think he was talking about his cat.
Wow! Thanks a bunch!!! I love awards. I will display it proudly in my sidebar.
I'll post about it tonight or first thing tomorrow! :-)
Man, I am a SLACKER. I have been trying to juggle all that I do, all that I am, and all that I need to do. (I"m not the best juggler...) I feel your pain in the sleep department. My mind keeps replaying stinking blog entries. I need to type them, save them all, and be DONE WITH IT.
there. I need a drink.
OK, this is my last try to post a comment, and then I'm shooting my monitor, which as everyone knows by watching any movie WILL TOTALLY DESTROY MY COMPUTER. And, I'm at work. So I'll get fired.
Hilarious - I envy the fact that you're aware of your body parts talking to each other. I have no such consciousness in the morning.
Congrats on your award!
jennster: Just returning favors past ;)
Carrie: They're great. and I circled 'yes.'
Cameron: Only during fishing camp now...
Khadra: lol...at least I can breathe if the cat's on my chest.
Heather: I consider Mr. Willikers a 'special friend' I just don't take him out to meet other people.
Jaxpop: She's a smart one, that wife of yours. A monthly fee? Like someone would pay that.
Jen M: Bwahahaha...um...I'll explain Mr. Willikers to you later. Hint: It's a difference between boys and girls...
Mrs. D.: You deserve it :)
Deb: More coffee and just dump stuff in the draft folder and sort it out later.
goodfather: It made it this time! I not so sure you should envy it.
I find that if I even say the words "go to sleep" once that it's all over. I might as well just get up and do something, but instead I just play with the dogs who are sitting on top of me.
Yeah, be glad it's just a cat and not two 50-pound lick machines that go nuts as soon as I show any sign of being awake. The cat stays at the bottom of the bed attacking my moving feet under the covers. My bed is a circus act.
Dude, you're supposed to list the rules FIRST, don't you know ANYTHING about AWARDS?
lola: It sure sounds it. I'll take the single cat anyday. My dog can't make it up on the bed anymore.
Petra: But everyone wants to know who was picked first. Not the silly rules.
Dude, there is no excuse for my complete idiocy in these comments. I thought you were talking about the cat. I have slapped myself around for this.
Jen M: I still love you. No worries :)
"Mr. Willikers"??? BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!
I was like "Is that the name of that? No! I think it's his..."
And then I spasm-ed with laughter.
you said bite me.
*snort*
I love you.
Visiting for the first time from Mrs. D...THAT was hilarious! And now I have that song in my head!
Bee: Sometimes you have to call them as you see them ;)
Kelly: Phew, I was worried that was too highbrow :)
jori-o: Thank you so much for stopping by. I'm glad you liked it.
I think your cat and my cat,and every cat for that matter, form secret cults and devise plans to make us all crazy. In bed.
Dude. I SWORE I left a big, fat, huggy THANK YOU on here but at this point my brain is such mush that it totally could have been some hormone-induced fuge state. :S
this blog gives you a big airy tummy. great blog!
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