I’m starting to wonder if I should start some kind of meetup group for insomniacs. We can all meet at 2:00 a.m., drink coffee, and laugh maniacally over stupid things because we’re so sleep deprived that everything is funny. The only problem I foresee with this plan is that there aren’t that many coffee shops open at 2:00 a.m. There really should be. When are people more in need of coffee than in the middle of the night when they should be asleep? (Note to self: Open a 24/7 bookstore and coffee shop someday when you’re rich.)
While I was lying in bed last night, playing on my phone I came across a comic that made me laugh.
The dog is behaving exactly how I behave in most social situations. There’s the intention to remain calm and not panic. Maybe even act normal. *gasp* But, despite all intentions, as soon as there are people (particularly ones I am not familiar with) present, my brain turns into a mushy puddle inside my skull. That’s when I start barking and throwing myself at the window. I mean…actually, that was exactly what I meant.