Insomnia

It's 12:45 in the morning and I really should be sleeping. I tell you what though, there's just something about staying up late and fiddling around on the internet, playing games or writing e-mail or whatever. I'd bust out the guitar and write a song about it if Jodi wasn't asleep in the next room. Maybe one day we'll be able to afford a house with lots of rooms, but the truth is I'd rather have her close by even if it's inconvenient for one or the other of us sometimes. Being isolated is awful convenient, but it's not the road to happiness. Well, I'm going to surf on dude. Peace out...