Insomnia

The clock - it mocks me.

The minutes go by, and with them my sanity and sense of purpose. Good thing I have the Internet. Dear friend, what would I do without you?

Whether it's due to my staying up late and now being used to it, or whether I simply can't sleep, the result is the same--me trying to take cool pictures of my alarm clock at almost three in the morning.

Not pretty. Maybe I need some drugs.