I’m tired, and my head hurts. All my characters are tired of being ignored, and have gone off to party without me. It’s so quiet in my head, it’s scary.
Once in a long, long while, there comes a night when I just gotta tell the universe to go to hell, and go watch some people try not to get eaten by dinosaurs or aliens or something big and nasty.
I wonder if the DVD player has decided to work yet. Independence Day if it has. Jurassic Park if not.
Good night.