Presenting the amazing cockwaffle

Yes, I am wide awake for no particular reason at the moment. It's a tossup between bladder issues, Ryan snoring loud enough to wake the dead, a desperate need to go wash my mouth out with listerine, hunger, thirst for something other than soda or... heh. I almost typed 'waffles' instead of 'water'. It's so nice to know that these damned twitches are making me somewhat dyslexic and highly prone to hitting each key twice or more when the mini-seizings arrive. Sie? Sei? Err. twitches.

A box full of the damned things. I'm getting all dehydrated again, which is VERY not good. I know you can't see the delay when I screw up but it's here, trust me. Every word with an 'e', an 'r', a 'p', or for that matter most of the keys in the upper row of letters, are attempting all on their own to promote finger-love with the numbers. Kind of like a blind date where you end up making out with someone only because you are trying to set them up with your sibling.

Woo incoherance again. I'm getting good at this stuff. Actually, the only thing I want to be good with is a tad bit of breakfast, meds, and perhaps a dive into other forms of distraction...

...nope. Fresh out of ideas. Apparently, I'll be sticking around. Addendum: I ran across this link courtesy of Lady Poetess - the title of these particul lyrics as a whole (and why I am now determined to get Bink and Becca to read them) is... Once More, With Hobbits