Sketched Out

Ever have one of those moments where you are thinking fifty-million thoughts, but can't think of one damn thing to say?  For fuck's sake, it's taken me about 5 minutes to come up with just this.  Of course, I have been up since Sunday morning (or was it Saturday morning?)  Either way, I have had maybe 4 hours sleep since whatever morning I woke up on.  I promised myself I would sleep last night and I fell asleep on the couch around 10:30 pm only to be awakened at midnight-thirty by one of my daughter's friends. 

You know, I just thought of something.  This could be a not-so-good idea for me to sit in front of computer to write my blog while I am all sketched out.  By the time I finish the friggin thing there will be enough for a novel.  Oh, and you know how it took me five minutes to write the first two sentences?  Well, now my thoughts are flowing from my overactive brain, down my arms, and into my fingertips.  Woot-woot!!

It's gonna be a helluva day!  I'm gonna help my friend's move from their apt.  This should be interesting.  No sleep besides powernaps since the weekend, I'm  tweekin' like a mother fucker and I am gonna pack/move all day.  Oh well, I guess I won't torture the world with my endless babbling blog today.  No novel...not yet anyway. 

Zoom zoom zoom, YA zoom zoom zoom.  The tweekalicious IceQueenXtc is outta here.  C-YA!