So today is season 33 episode 115 of my life, and the title must certainly be Sleepless in Cape Town. Insomnia and neck tension. Nuff said.
Have the writers of my life run out of things to do? Are they just winging it now? Because if that’s the case I have some ideas that should shake things up. Like how about a trip to Memphis Tennessee to see Elvis’s home Graceland? Huh? Or a trip to hell anywhere but here?? Come on you guys must have better imaginations’ than this.. Unless there is a budget constraint. Story of my life.
I wonder how much or how little rather sleep you can take before you start smacking people with chairs when they say stupid things? hmmmm