one by one the penguins steal my sanity.

and they watch me from on top of my TV set.

i now want to purchase a whole mess of DVDs i can't afford. top of the list are Red Dwarf III & IV, several seasons of Monty Python's Flying Circus, Live at the Hollywood Bowl, the Holy Grail, the Young Ones, etc. British comedies, your prodigal child returns. my brain is broken. i blame you (not really. just hadn't seen Python in a while, and now it's stuck in my brain).

can't seem to get any sleep. it's not helping my ever-present-lurking-in-the-background migraine.

still disoriented. feeling like i'm in two places at once, and this is just the illusory part, the one i'm not supposed to be in.

someone make the crazy monkey stop staring at me.

coffee tonight, anyone?