BRAIN: Actually, I think this would be a prime time to think about every single thing ever.
ME: Really, brain? Couldn't you have thought all these things like twelve hours ago?
BRAIN: Nope!
ME: Curses.
BRAIN: Also, I think we should compose an email we've been meaning to write for the last few days. And we'll mentally rewrite it over and over, changing one little word at a time.
ME: Is that really necess--
BRAIN: Over and over.
ME: But I really should--
BRAIN: OVER AND OVER!
ME: You know what, how about I just get up and write the stinkin' email right now?
BRAIN: Suit yourself.
ME: Fine. I will. But I'm not going to send it yet!
BLADDER: While you're up, would you mind relieving me? You really shouldn't have consumed a quart of liquid before going to bed.
ME: Sigh. If I must.
BRAIN: Now that it's 2:30 in the morning, I'm wide awake!
ME: Don't you have an "off switch" or something?
STOMACH: Feed me!
ME: What? No! It isn't time for breakfast yet.
STOMACH: FEED ME!
ME: Quiet, you! You will wait at least until the sun comes up!
STOMACH: Fine. But I will continue to make my displeasure known by growling unpleasantly.
ME: I think I'm going to try some relaxation techniques to help me fall asleep. First I'll focus on my breathing.
BRAIN: I have a better idea! How about I sing you to sleep? I'll start with all the songs from A Muppet Christmas Carol.
ME: In with the good air, out with the bad. In with the good air, out with the bad.
BRAIN: We're Marley and Marley, WHOOOOOAAA!*
ME: Maybe I'll focus all my thoughts towards the sensations in my big toe on my left foot. And I'll gradually work my way up to my head.
BRAIN: There goes Mr. Humbag, there goes Mr. Grim! If they gave a prize for being mean, the winner would be him!**
ME: Brain, I love you, but I hate you.
And that's how I didn't fall asleep until well after 3:30. And of course I was awake by 7:45. Sigh.
*Educate yourself.
**Can you believe Jacob saw this movie for the first time just this past Saturday?
The Marley and Marley song is like the number one song I get stuck in my head. When Darrian would want to get back at me, he would sing it to me!
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