It's 1:30 am central time and I can not sleep. So what do I do? Waste time on the net.

It's funny because I'm the type of person that can climb into bed and once my head hits the pillow I'll be out like a light. I remember my sister would tell me that when I was a little kid I would fall asleep while in the middle of telling a story. One moment I would be rambling on about something dumb that kids usually talk about and then mid sentence I'd be out like a light. A friend of mine once got mad at me for doing that. We were at camp together and it was the second to last night before we were to go home. We had bonded over a mutual love for all things looney tunes and had spent most of the night talking while being shushed by the other campers in our cabin. We had to be up early the next morning so we decided to call it a night and finally go to sleep. Apparently as soon as I muttered the words, "good night" I was unconscious. The next morning she told me that she wanted to ask me something but I had fallen asleep before she could even get the words out.

So why is it that I, the girl who can sleep through my neighbors raucous parties, thunderstorms and the sounds of the obnoxious car alarms that go off periodically through the night, am finding it extremely difficult to go to bed? It's not like I slept late today. Hell I don't even have a sleep in day. It's rather upsetting. Especially since I need to get up early tomorrow take my sister to work, go tutor under privileged children in reading and math and then go and play tennis with Melissa, Bobby, Beka and Johann.

By the way everyone is sick in my office and I have a sinking suspicion that I may have been the one to start it. I got sick the friday that I taught a theater workshop for kids between the ages of 6 and 12. I went to work the next day and thought I was going to die. I spent the next two days out of commission with a runny nose, sore throat, fever and chills. I might have gotten my sister and my cousin sick. Every time I go in to work I feel like I'm in a petri dish of disease.
I wouldn't be so upset that I'm still awake if I could just upload my pictures. Unfortunately facebook is being a douche and isn't allowing me to do so. Maybe I should do something constructive and finish reading the two books I'm in the middle of. One is Truman Capote's "In Cold Blood" and the other is Gabriel Garcia Marquez' "Love in the Time of Cholera." Both very good and neither is a particularly difficult read. It's just that I've been picking up and putting down "Love in the Time of Cholera" since I bought it at OxFam. It sort of lost pace towards the middle of the book and I got bored and picked up Slaughterhouse 5 by Kurt Vonnegut. Finished that and continued reading Love...then I was up to my eyeballs in final papers so I put it down again. I came home and found a Michael Chrichton book called Timeline and read that. Then I attempted to find my place again in the Marquez book, but I found a cheesy girlie comedy novel and read that in like a day. Next Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out and I had to read that. So Love was put to the side once again. And finally I was helping my best friend move into her apartment and I saw the Truman Capote book on her bookshelf, I not only recalled the night we had gone to see the movie CAPOTE at the Logan and spent about an hour laughing at the pretentious ass of a man in line in front of us who pronounced Capote with a spanish accent, when he was clearly a gringo, but also remembering that I had added it to my mental list of books to read before I die, and had to read it.

It goes against everything I believe in not to finish a book, but there is something about Gabriel Garcia Marquez's books that bore me when I get to the middle. The same thing happened to me with "A Hundred Years of Solitude." It isn't as though Marquez isn't a brilliant writer, I don't know maybe its me, maybe I can't keep the story lines straight or something. Whatever.
Well this note has become much longer than I originally intended it to be, so I shall stop typing and give my fingers a break and attempt once again to get my pictures up. Maybe this problem would go away if I took the time to actually call up sbc or something and have DSL or wireless or whatever installed at my house.

It is now 2:51 am central time.