I Am Up Exceptionally Early

Girlfriend is being forced to attend some sort of mandatory teachers-only lecture series in the city this morning and, since she had to arise at 6am, I too am now upright and mostly conscious. Not that she made me get up with her or anything... of course not; she isn't cruel. It's just that my grasp on sleep is a tenuous thing at best and, when the alarm goes off, that's pretty much it for me as far as snoozing is concerned.

Which is fine. I've been an insomniac for so long, it's gotten to the point where I can take or leave sleep as it comes (or doesn't). Don't get me wrong, I love sleeping... I'm just not in love with sleeping, if you follow me.

Anyway, so I'm awake. Which I guess was my central point. Here's a few other things:

EDIT: Looks like it's not going to happen. I mean, the party's still going on, I'm sure, but I won't be able to make it. Bummer, dudes. I'm going this party tonight at the million-dollar loft of a friend of a friend and I'm actually a little nervous about it. I mean, I'm going to know a few people there and by all accounts it's going to be an awesome time, but... here's the thing... there's going to be a lot of gay guys there. This in and of itself isn't a problem, but what it means is this: I will be, almost without question, the fattest guy there. "But C-dog, how can you be sure?" Trust me, I've been down this road before. Like, I can't even begin to describe how weird it is to walk into a room filled with people who haven't even spoken the word "carbs" in ten years; it's a psychological day-pass back to high school via the mindset of a body-terrified fifteen year old girl. But with booze (the chubby dude's port in a thin dude storm). And I guess there's always a chance that they'll all be really into bears that might make things easier. Who knows, I might end up with a few phone numbers. Self esteem!!!

-So, last night, we watched this out of control sci-fi movie called Sunshine. It's from the same folks that did 28 Days Later and Trainspotting and... um... yeah, it was an epic mind-fuck from the Planet Yikes. Which wasn't exactly what we were expecting. We sat down all, "Let's check out a fun action-y flick about a bunch of scientists trying to restart the sun with a bomb. Neat-o!!!" An hour and a half later, we were huddled together on the couch trying to remember the words to the Lord's Prayer. Holy terrifying film, my little Batmans! If you dug Event Horizon, you should check this one out; they're not exactly the same, but close enough to where you might want to have a clean pair of underwear around just in case.

-It's rainy and gross outside so, until I have to head out to the aforementioned party, I don't think I'm going to leave the apartment. The beer supply is strong and the cabinet is fully stocked with Munchos brand potato chips and Chef Boyardee. Who could ask for anything more? Also, there's internet porn.

Suppose that's all. Hope all is well with you guy, may your Saturday be swell, and everyone be sure to have fun and/or Wang Chung tonight.

Thus, we conclude this dispatch from the buttcrack of dawn.