yeah, still awake

it's not late, after all... at least not for me, though i have been going to sleep earlier and earlier as these years of working day shift with an 8am meeting to get to every day has been taking it's tool on the nocturnal rhythms... i am enjoying herring in sour cream and onions as a midnight snack... i know, high fat, saturrated no less, and cholesterol, and sodium... my blood pressure is probably a zillion over a half zillion, at least... but that's ok, i'm not too worried until it gets up to a gazillion over a zillion, then it could be trouble... a heart attack waiting to happen... but i'll probably stroke first... then live another sixty years as a vegetable in a state institution... end my days being a burden on the taxpayers... that'll serve em right... or me, that'll serve me right... sigh and all...

and here i've got sushi lunch and big dinner pparty plans for tomorrow, aye... so me and craig ferguson will burn the after midnight oil (and fish oil, while we're at it) with whomever he has on because there is absolutely no reason to have a tv unless you've tgot cable and even then, it's extremely hit and miss... actually, craig is strange enough to amuse me... maybe it's been the full moon this week... whatever it is... serious bloat tonight... should have just gone to bed when i got home... wonder when this ridiculously extreme self-indulgence is gonna wane so i can return to the other great feeling of really taking care of this body...

maybe i ought to go back to singing lonely songs...

ah, for someone to laugh with :)