Quick Hit

Just a quick post because I'm about to pass out. (Took a sleeping pill.)

For the first time in over 8 years, I got the hiccups. I can't figure out what triggered it, but I hate it. I know there are people who laugh at hiccups, but they are no laughing matter for me. After 2 minutes of hiccups, my stomach starts to hurt and I feel sick. Not only that, but when I get them, they are on and off for the rest of the day. If they first appear in the afternoon, I will get them at 3 hour intervals until I go to sleep. Once, I woke up in the middle of the night because of hiccups.

Because there's only one thing that different today, I figure that's the cause. So, no more Strawberry-Cherry flavored soda for me.

I got the hiccups at 3:45AM, so I took a sleeping pill. (Yea, that makes sense.) Basically, I wanted to get some sleep. It should really set in within the next 10 minutes. Then I'm off to dreaming.

Ugh, dreams can suck. Yesterday, I had a dream that I chipped a few teeth. So I was spitting the pieces out in a sink. When I woke up, I noticed that my hand was wet. And there was drool on my mouth. To top it off, there was a big slobber spot on my pillow. I was spitting on my pillow. In my sleep. (Yes, I decided that was enough sleep and got up. Needless to say, I'm did laundry.)

So I drool sometimes, big deal. It's not like I'm the only person in the world who has done that...

Music and Ice

Every once in a while, the Music High Definition channel airs "Gorillaz Live in Harlem." I'm not a huge Gorillaz fan, but I do like some of their stuff. Well, the last 10 minutes or so of the show are something else. You get a choir, some guitar sliding, and a mini-orchestra.

The lead singer is Damon Albarn. You may recognize him as the voice behind Blur. He also provides vocals for The Good, the Bad, and the Queen. I have only checked out a little bit of their music, but I like it. His voice is interesting, and it feels like he sings with emotion. You don't find that much anymore.

AT&T just released a new phone for their online store. (Yes, I'm on AT&T. The service isn't as bad as others say. In fact, I've only had one issue with them, and it may turn out to be nothing at all.) I'm a big Sony Ericsson fan when it comes to phones. So when I saw it earlier this morning and I checked out the specs, I decided that this is going to be my next phone. Right now, they only have the white ones online, but earlier they listed a gray color.

I renewed my love for Pop-Ice, a.k.a. Fla-Vor-Ice. When the weather gets hot, there's nothing like frozen flavored water to help cool you down. It's cold, it tastes good, and it hydrates you. That's a triple-win.

You know what's dangerous? Looking at a current list of flavors from Ben & Jerry's. Apparently they just released a Crème Brûlée flavor. The idea of custard ice cream and carmelized sugar makes me want to jump out of my 3rd story window, run to the Ben & Jerry's shop down the street, and wait for them to open. Yes, there is a Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream Scoop Shop about 1 mile west of where I live. Definitely walking distance. And probably worth it. (Bananas on the Rum was worth it. And when they had Pumpkin Cheesecake ice cream. That was amazing.)

It's kind of funny how I wind down to go to bed. At 3:30AM, I told myself, "Alright, time for bed." I brushed my teeth and started shutting things down. But then I remembered that I didn't write a post last night (because Blogger was down.) So I look for my inspiration, which means sorting through my iTunes library to find a song I haven't listened to in a while. It works.

But then I get side-tracked. I start checking my favorite web sites all over again. I jump on Wikipedia to find information, mainly about things I hadn't thought of before. Then I check Netvibes to see if there's any new updates to my favorite blogs. But this can occupy hours of my time. Now, it's nearly 6AM, and I'm barely ready for bed.

Dead and Boring is Right.

Not too long ago, Mark Cuban gave an interview about the state of the Internet. He also wrote a post on his blog to follow it up. And a second post to talk about the reaction.

I get what he's saying. Facebook was nice. MySpace was a quick fix. But there's not much reason to go there everyday. When I was first serious about maintaining my MySpace page, which was months after I signed up, I logged in a few times each day. I checked my friends' pages several times a day as well. There were new, interesting bulletins for each hour. I would have a new message waiting for me at each log-in.

Now, I find myself logging in with no excitement. Sometimes, I even feel hesitant. There is nothing for me that I can't find somewhere else. The friends I care to know about stay in contact by other means. So, anyone that I have a connection with solely through MySpace really isn't important to me at this time. (I logged in just now to make sure I don't piss off anyone. And as I suspected, I'm in the clear.) This means that I could delete my account, and not miss a person.

The same thing is happening to Facebook, but it hasn't approached that final stage yet. There are still a few people that I communicate with primarily through Facebook messages and wall posts. A very few. And they are people who are important to me, so I can't delete that account yet.

I just got into Pownce, and I'm really happy with it so far. I'm a fan of 9 people, I have 6 fans, and I have 2 friends. But I use it mainly to see what the "higher ups" are doing. Every once in a while, someone starts a good conversation. Some of those people aren't on TV anymore, so I can follow their work easily when they post links or write a short message.

I use Flickr and Youtube also. I have accounts with Tumblr and Wikipedia, but I don't use those as much. I just started using del.icio.us, but I don't post bookmarks as much as I should. I just find it hard to rate a web site worthy, even when anything positive should put it in. It's in direct conflict with my standards. It's the reason why I rarely give a song 5 stars in iTunes. It's the reason why I rarely say "Oh, she's a 10." My expectations are too high, and unrealistic.

That seems to be the problem with how I view the Internet now. My expectations of what I want are too high, and unrealistic. I wouldn't be able to tell you what I want, just what I'm tired of seeing. The things I like already exist, and it's only a few services. I like invite-only social networks. I like music-oriented sites like Slacker. (Slacker is great. I hope they get the proper funding to keep it up.)

I'm tired of open social networks, and community-driven new-gatherers. Digg is going downhill, mainly because every other front-page story is a picture of something mildly amusing, or a news article 50 words long with no insight. For a week, nearly half of all the front-page stories were about Bioshock and it receiving perfect scores. Each time a magazine released a review, another story went front-page. It was annoying and redundant.

Sure, it's nice to let people participate and feel important. But as a group of people grows, the average IQ drops. I like having a distinction between experts and novices. I like having a small group of well-informed people take suggestions from the general public and sort through them. If my next door neighbor is clueless about sports, then I'm going to take his opinion on college basketball very lightly, if at all. But if he has been working with NASA concerning aerodynamics, then of course I'll listen to him about certain features of a space shuttle.

I like structure. I like rules and plans. I like knowing that the content I'm about to view has been verified, spell-checked, and approved to be entertaining.

It sucks that I'm actually good at dealing with people, but I really hate people.

That's why I'll never be president.

Sicker Today

Today sucked, but only a bit.

I couldn't sleep last night, and I didn't pass out until around 8AM. I woke up near 2:30PM, and did the usual 'getting up' stuff. We already had an idea for dinner, so the people wanted to head over to my parents right away to start cooking. I already knew at that moment I was going to feel terrible.

A while back, I was taking Excedrin every day. Well, it can be very dangerous stuff if your liver isn't up to par. I spent the day after hugging a toilet and laying down. On the bathroom floor. I managed to eat a few crackers. But it was a horrible experience.

I drank a beer last night. I wasn't drunk or anything. It does take more than that. But I think that is what screwed me up today. As soon as I got to my parents' house, I went straight to their spare bedroom to lay down. I was there for a good hour or so. And I could barely drink anything, even water.

The feeling passed by 6PM, and I was able to eat half of a burger. We watched the Cowboys suck, and then we went back to the apartment. Didn't do much, and now I'm getting ready for bed. It's close to 4AM, and I have some Fantasy Football to take care of tomorrow afternoon. It's my first try at it, and my bro is jumping in as well.

I usually fall asleep by putting on some relaxing music. Well, [adult swim] is doing a Futurama marathon, so I'm thinking about falling asleep while watching that. It's been a long time since I've fallen asleep that way. Way back when, I would start nodding off around 9PM, and head to bed at 10PM. It's hard to do that now, especially when I don't have a real reason to wake up before noon.

My memory is a weird thing when it comes to sleep too. My dreams are usually related to something I saw or thought about 2 days ago. So, if I talk to someone I know, I'm most likely to have a dream about them 2 days later. It's almost exact.

One of the things I'm trying to remember is how I woke up for school from 9th grade to 12th grade. I woke up earlier during that time span than any other year of school. Even when I had an 8AM class, and I lived off campus. I had band practice all throughout high school, and that usually started at 7AM. It took me an hour to get ready, plus 10 minutes or so to fully wake up. So I woke up at 5:30AM back then.

But I'm also trying to remember when I went to bed. If I wanted 8 hours of sleep, then I would have to be in bed by 9:30PM! I know for a fact that never happened.

That's a weird thing also. Back then, with 6 hours of sleep I could go to band practice, sit through each class, play basketball in the afternoon, and still catch my favorite shows. Now, if I get 6 hours of sleep, I stumble every where and clutch my stomach. I never had stomach problems in high school, and I could drink very often without a problem. I could survive on less than 8 hours of sleep, and I could handle 4-hour bus rides without feeling anxious.

It's like I've aged 40 years in only 6 years.

Up And Down

What a day and night! I went from content to happy, and from unlucky to lucky. All of this within an 18-hour span.

Woke up at 2:30PM. Drank some water and a pocket lemon pie. My bro told me that he went and got stuff to make hamburgers. So around 5PM, I started preparing the meat and what-not. He also mentioned that he got bacon to put on the burgers. Well, Red Robin has a burger called the "Royal Red Robin." It's a half-pound cheeseburger, but with bacon and a fried egg. Yes, a fried egg. So after all of the hamburger patties were cooked, I fried and egg and cooked the bacon. It was just like Red Robin's.

I played some online poker, and things sucked. I just didn't play up to my standards. In fact, I lost 12,000 'play' chips. In two tournaments. I had a long unlucky streak on the river. Around the time I lost the second tournament, Erik showed up with some beer and other stuff. Now, it's been nearly 4 years since I've had a full bottle of beer. But, when I'm that mad and frustrated, it seems reasonable to drink.

So we sat around in the living room drinking beer and playing Guitar Hero. For two hours. I only had one beer, but I'm glad I was able to handle it.

I decided to play one more tournament. I felt like my head was clear, and I wasn't on tilt anymore. Did a quick 6-person table, and it took 50 hands to complete. I felt bad for second place because I lucked out 2 times in a row towards the end. All in pre-flop, and I got my straight on the river. There were only 4 outs for me, from a total of 43 cards. On the next hand, #49, he had 8s over 3s and I had 6s over 3s heading to the river. Only one of the three Jacks remaining, or one of the two 6s remaining could win it for me. 5 outs from 43 cards left. I hit a 6 for the full house. On #50, I had pocket 9s, and the flop was 5-8-9. Two of those cards were diamonds, and he went all-in. I called, and he showed 3-7 of diamonds for the flush draw. I had a set. He never made his flush, so I won. I was very lucky.

But that's the way it should be. I'm lucky most of the time. It's an anomaly if I'm not. And I really can't explain why. But I've already written about that before.

I feel pretty good right now though. Things are going to turn around soon. I'm tired of waking up after 2PM and doing nothing. Well, I have a project that I've been working on. It's a way for me to learn Javascript and brush up on my CSS. My next project is going to involve this blog. I'm going to have the background change as the day goes on. Have a bright city skyline when it's daytime, and a dark picture of another city when it's late. It will change every few hours, and eash city will be different. In fact, I think I'll go with Dallas, Austin, New York, Seattle, and one other. Well, maybe just the four I named. Then I can split the day up evenly.

Missing Too Much

It happened around this time last year. Seems like there's no avoiding it.

For 18 years, I've always spent the beginning of August preparing for school. For K - 12, it wasn't really 'preparing.' I dreaded the first day of school. Well, except for my senior year. I wanted to go to summer school so I could get my 4th English class out of the way. I went the first few days, but I had to drop the class. Instead, I had to spend that part of summer with a few of my fellow band members at a training camp. A couple of weeks later, band camp started for that marching season. So I really never stepped away from school that year.

The summer before my freshman year of college wasn't much. I spent one month in Dallas before moving to Austin. I spent that summer...doing nothing I guess. I really don't remember, and it was before I started a blog. The only thing I do remember was that I had just bought Red Hot Chili Pepper's "By The Way." I put that CD in every night before I went to bed, hit 'repeat,' and drifted off. When the middle of August rolled around, I got my stuff together and headed for the dorms.

I spent the following summer in Dallas. If I recall correctly, that was a summer full of basketball. Brandon, Fermin, my dad, and I would play basketball near 6PM every night. We picked that time because I love it when the sun is going down. The wind feels cooler, and there's still natural light. These sessions could go on for hours, depending on how many people showed up, and whether dinner was going to be good. I left for Austin towards the end of August, and started moving my stuff back into the dorm. This time, I had the chance to pick my roommate.

The next two summers were spent in Austin, and that time was dedicated to summer classes. The old blogs can cover most of what happened. But, the most important detail was that I wasn't preparing for the dorm anymore.

Last summer I spent half of the time in Austin and the other half in Dallas. I just tried to relax as much as possible. But it wasn't for much.

But now, I have a different feeling. It goes back to my first summer in Austin. My bro, his wife, and I would all go on drives every now and then. It was the way for me to get used to Austin and learn the layout. But, I loved feeling the wind come in through the open windows. I loved seeing all of the lights. For me, seeing downtown and its lights is the equivalent of a dedicated astronomer viewing the stars. When you factor in the music we listened to while riding around, it was heaven lite.

But it is also related to my time in the dorms. Even though there was a unique smell to the dorms, it still had its benefits. Each of the two dorms I lived in had a special view. The first was located on the 13th floor. The window faced east, so I could see I-35 perfectly. At night, it was amazing to watch yellow and white lights flow along. The second dorm was on the 6th floor. It faced south, towards downtown. Once again, the lights and sound of traffic kept my attention. Specifically, one little, blinking, red light. I can't remember which building, but it blinked on and off, on and off.

So now, I have two feelings combined into one. I miss the convenience of living in the dorm. Even though I'm out, I miss being on campus. I hate UT and its administration, but I love its campus. Depending on the time of year, you can walk down a street, see hundreds of people, and enjoy some fresh air. You can grab some food at a stand, find a bench to sit down, and just watch the students go to their next class. It was so much easier to do this when I lived on campus. I could just take the elevator down, walk a few hundred feet, and be outside. I could walk south towards downtown, north towards the nicer, emptier restaurants, west towards more dorms and popular restaurants, and east towards the football stadium and music building. Within a mile radius, everything was right there.

Second, I miss being out at night. Late at night. The weather is nicer, and the traffic sounds are less condensed. There aren't as many people, and the taller buildings stand out. If you're walking, you can feel really small while near downtown. If you're in a car, you can get a good idea of just how compact Austin is.

I can fix this though. I can get over it, and get my license. I can do my own thing. But it all depends on finding a job, getting over it, and stepping up. I'm capable, and I'm half-way motivated.

I just need that other half.

Mappy Map Map

About to go to bed, but I thought I would take advantage of Google's new feature. You get your Google map, and they give you the HTML to embed it in your page. So, I can do things like this...



View Larger Map

Dreaming Soon

It's time for me to adjust. I've been staying up too late.

So, I took a sleeping pill about 15 minutes ago. Not anything prescription, or illegal. A simple OTC pill. Tylenol offers something very similar. I don't take them very often. In fact, the bottle came with 32 pills, and there's 29 left. I bought them back in May, right before graduation. I need to wake up at 6AM, and that was the only way I was going to get any sleep the night before.

It's a weird pill too. It takes about an hour to kick in, so somewhere toward the end of this post, I'll probably write nonsensical things. It does set in smoothly though. You start to feel a little slow, and then your eyes start to close. Hopefully you're already in bed by that point.

I haven't hit any of those stages yet, but I am using the 'backspace' key plenty.

Otherwise, it was just another boring day. Didn't go anywhere, and I didn't do anything. Very typical.

Now I feel it though. A bit drowsy. I'm going to fall asleep 2 hours earlier than usual. And it's going to be a solid sleep. No interruptions. I don't care.

Annual Day

I don't celebrate birthdays. I don't know the exact reason why, but I don't feel like looking it up either.

So, when my birthday rolls around, nothing happens. Unlike most people, I don't get a party. No presents. (I'm not complaining. I don't like being in the spotlight. I feel awkward when receiving anything. And I really don't know what I'm missing, so I don't miss it.) In fact, my day was rather boring. I woke up at 2:30PM, went over to my parents' house, and helped make dinner. After dinner, I came back to the apartment and watched "Beerfest." Everyone went to bed, so I went to my room and watched "Garden State" while checking things out online.

So, nothing was different. I don't feel different. It was just another day.

But I did take note of a few things.

• Everything I wrote for this post still holds true.
• If I leave the state for a vacation anytime soon, there's a very, very good chance I'm going to Seattle.
• If I miss someone enough, I'll hear from them. It's almost like making a wish, and then forgetting about it, only to have it granted months later.
• I always want to do something nice for at least 1 particular person from high school.
• I always want to know someone better than I currently do.

Either way. I'm still working on my new angle. I don't know what to write about anymore. So, I just have to find something.

Catching Up

When I started my first blog, I did it because I felt alone in Austin. I rarely talked to people, and they had no way of keeping up with what I was doing. It started out well, and I actually had a small group of readers. It also helped that during the time, I was constantly going to a doctor and having tests done. Also, I had a roommate. So, the stories I could tell were limitless.

I kept it going until the end of that school year. From August of 2003 to May of 2004, I wrote 207 posts. Some were as short as 7 words. Some were short essays. But I really covered a wide range of topics, and some of my better posts were written back then.

My second blog started in March of 2004, so there was an overlap with the first. I don't remember what inspired the second, but I know that I used it as a tool to reintroduce myself. I wanted to use different words which were previously censored. I wanted to be harsh, and more honest. I kept it going until November of 2005. During the lifetime of that blog, I wrote 608 visible posts. The count says 623, but some are drafts that were never published.

How about some more data?

Posts per year:
08/2003 - 12/2003: 51 posts.
01/2004 - 12/2004: 449 posts.
01/2005 - 12/2005: 351 posts.
01/2006 - 12/2006: 133 posts.
01/2007 - 08/2007: 54 posts.

Over 1000 posts total, but I already peaked. 2004 was quite a year, and 2005 wasn't bad.

So I feel like I need to change something. I'm not sure what though.

Teh Interweb

I've really been working hard at picking up CSS. It's coming along, but there's so much more I want to do with it. I have 3 samples to work with. The first uses just basic tags and values. The second works with backgrounds and shadow effects. The third is based on various images and positioning. I figure if I get a portfolio going, I could go into that if I wanted. Considering that I have more knowledge about SQL and PHP, this could turn into something.

I'm also working hard on putting myself out there in the online world. I'm signing up for the more popular Web 2.0 services. I'm on del.icio.us now. I won't get on Twitter, since I'm already on Pownce. (Also checking out Mahalo right now.)

I don't get into politics. I find that most of the people I'm surrounded by are too closed-minded to have a good conversation with. Well, there is one writer who speaks his mind, and I applaud him for it. Jason Whitlock just wrote a new article, and I think it's a must-read for anyone following the Don Imus incident.

I watched "The Big Lebowski" again. I forgot how funny that movie is. John Goodman drops f-bombs like crazy in it.

That was my day pretty much. Real boring. Fell asleep for 40 minutes around 4:15PM, so I'm not exactly tired yet. Think I'm gonna force it though.

Look For It

Don't know where to start with this one.

In the previous post, I mentioned that I associate memories with songs. So, A Perfect Circle's eMotive came out election day, 2004. Anything that was going on that month, or even that season, is committed to that album.

Well, earlier today, on America's Got Talent, one of the performers did a cover of Marvin Gaye's "What's Going On." A Perfect Circle also did a cover, and amazingly so. This song can be found on eMotive.

I listened to the song again since it had been a while. It still sparks something inside of me. I like the original, but I like the mellow sound that A Perfect Circle used. Both versions are great in my book.

Either way, I've mentioned before that I'm a jack-of-all-trades. I'm good at plenty of things, but I'm not exceptional at anything in particular. I realized that isn't entirely true. There is one thing I'm better at than almost everyone I know.

I'm great at finding information. On anything. I know where to look, and I know how to get.

So, back to the main point. I listened to the cover, and it brought me back in time to November 2004. If you look back at my old blog, there was someone who dominated my thoughts for most of that season. And the following season as well.

I hadn't heard from her in a long, long time. Maybe 2 years? More? (Remember, when I feel like I'm no longer needed, I bail out. I stop. I disappear. You may not hear from me for weeks, months, or years. That's what happened there. I felt that things had run their course, so I left.)

(I still don't know why I'm like that. I dig through my childhood for any type of abandonment issues, but there aren't any. There's no source for that type of behavior. But, maybe it's just something I created for myself. Possibly a defense mechanism? Leave a person before they leave you? Maybe...)

So I decided to get "information."

Married and living in Costa Rica.

...

Can't say that I'm shocked. But it makes me think, "My gosh, why did I invest so much into that? It was nothing, and it turned into nothing."

Another chapter to add to my book. If I ever write a book.

Killing Time

Tonight, I decided to listen to some of my favorite music. But, they are the songs I haven't listened to in a long time.

I put on some jazz, and for the first time in years, I feel right. I feel like my brain is finally working again. My memory has been going downhill for years, and all of the sudden, it's back. Well, I still can't remember much of the past week. I do remember things from years back though.

This is why music is so important to me. I do my best when I experience something. I remember details about the things I hear. I can't remember the things I saw. It explains why I can remember lyrics to an entire CD, but not something I read a few minutes ago.

Not only do I remember the lyrics, I also remember the places I've been while listening to particular songs. I know that I've written about this before, but something feels different. For example, I'm listening to "Gravity" by A Perfect Circle, and I remember that I bought that CD the day it came out. The following month, I came back home to Dallas for a friend's wedding. When I met up with my parents in Fort Worth, I put that CD on. When we arrived at the hotel where the wedding was being held, that song had just started.

I love being in the city, especially at night. Not too late. Maybe 11PM? It's late enough to where traffic isn't a problem, but there are still enough cars to not feel alone. That's why I want to live in downtown Austin. There are some apartments that are 2 blocks away from the better part of 6th street. It would be amazing. I mean, if I'm in a situation where I can afford that apartment, I would be too happy.

Still. I've now sent my resume out to 5 places. Waiting for a word.

Almost Anywhere

My brother asked me a very good question today. It all started with an ad I saw on TV. Something about digging a hole and getting an internet connection anywhere. This is AT&T's new card for laptops, which gives you an internet connection anywhere you get a phone signal. It's a nice thing, really.

The price for it was $49.99. I think that's just for the card. I'm currently an AT&T customer, so I'm sure it wouldn't be much to just switch to an unlimited data plan. But then I remembered that I don't pay the bill for my phone. My parents do. Still, I said that it would be too sweet if I had one of those cards and a great data plan.

My brother countered with, "Well, would you give up your phone for it?"

Without the slightest bit of hesitation, I said, "Yes."

At one point this year, I had over 10,000 rollover minutes. Every month, about 1,800 expire, but 1,900 are added. My average phone call lasts around 3 minutes. Only once a week does a phone call exceed 20 minutes. I am wasting my phone.

So, yea, if I could have an internet connection anywhere, I'd trade my phone in right away. Sure, I'd be glued to my laptop, and it would be unhealthy. But I'm much better at communicating this way. I always feel like I need a script when I call someone.

I've been studying and polishing my CSS skills. I hope to have a real nice layout for this blog by next month. Once that project is finished, I'm going to brush up on Javascript. That will a couple of more things to add to my resume. Once I feel comfortable with CSS and JS, I'm going to start developing applications for Adobe AIR. I've been playing around with the Aptana IDE, and the AIR plug-in.

Even with those, I'll still need to mess around with SQL. Every job I've seen requires knowledge of SQL and database theory. I don't know a thing about either.

Still, just sending out my resume to various places and waiting for a phone call or email. At this point, I'm limiting myself to Austin. I'm going to expand that area very soon.

Revising the List

Back in May, I listed my Top 10 Women.

1. Shannon Elizabeth.
2. Lacey Chabert.
3. Rachel Specter.
4. Amanda Bynes (Placeholder for Hayden Panettiere.)
5. Katherine Heigl.
6. Natalie Portman.
7. Elisha Cuthbert.
8. Eliza Dushku.
9. Jennifer Love-Hewitt.
10. Rachel McAdams.

After a few months, I think I need to make some changes. However, this time I won't leave a woman off the list just because she's married.

1. Lacey Chabert
2. Rachel Specter
3. Shannon Elizabeth
4. Jessica Biel
5. Layla Kayleigh
6. Stacy Keibler
7. Kate Beckinsale
8. Natalie Portman
9. Penelope Cruz
10. Scarlett Johansson

And it took me a while to think of 10. Shannon Elizabeth dropped down 2 spots, but it didn't have anything to do with her. I just decided that Lacey and Rachel belong higher. Layla Kayleigh does the news part of Attack of the Show. And Stacy Keibler is from Dancing with the Stars. I'm all about legs, and she has the best.

But now it's past 6AM, again, and I need sleep.

Again And Again

When I'm awake until the wee hours of the morning, I usually have the TV on in the background. I may put it on mute if there's music I want to listen to. But one of the perks is the Spanish station, Univision.

First of all, any spanish-speaking show has incredibly weird humor. It's even better if you're not trying to translate everything in your head. You get crazed expressions, weird animals, and anything else that doesn't make sense. In between those shows are commercials for telenovelas. There's always a mystery, and everyone looks at each other like it's the end of the world. Very bad over-acting. Then there are the shows in between. I kid you not, in one preview, a woman wants some guy, so he blindfolds her in her bedroom. He grabs his clothes, opens the door, and lets his friend in while sneaking out.

Second, all shows on Univision have at least one hot chic. It must be mandatory, because even the news has a hot anchor, or weatherwoman. In fact, if a show is missing their usual hot host, they will bring in random girls in bikinis to sit in the background. Absolutely amazing.

If there's nothing good on the spanish stations, I just channel-surf for a bit. I've noticed a few other things...

1. Fergie can't sing. And she has sausage fingers.
2. At least 3 different channels advertise Girls Gone Wild after 3AM.
3. All of the local channels with "original programming" suck.
4. You don't need money to learn about Tae-bo, Yoga, Pilates, etc.
5. Cats hate the Ionic Breeze.
6. There are 100s of ways to earn money from home.

I also use this time to think. There's always something on my mind. It could be a person, tomorrow, or anything I saw recently. I'm facing a decision on who to keep, and I'm trying to keep things peaceful.

I'm looking around on Facebook, and I'm trying to find songs to dedicate to people. Of course, not doing this for dudes. But then I realized something else. Most of the chics I've added on Facebook are either currently not single, or I don't talk to them anymore. Maybe both.

But, it's past 6AM, and I should force some sleep.