With a little help from my friends...

I can engage in illegal substances. That's what the Beatles were teaching us, with their criminal ways.
A lot of things are changing still, and its rather weird, considering the schedule I'm supposed to keep. Today for example, I found out that I can wake up at 9.30am and still type coherently. Its a skill I intend to master, as well as the art of going to bed a little earlier than 4am. Apparently more sleep is good for you, who knew?!

I have always been a creature of habit, an many of these habits are not particularly the cutesy little niggles that you would want to share with a partner, that is until you have trapped them in the interminable shackles of wedlock, then you can feel free to go nuts. A habit, like I said, of going to bed at 4am. This is not a good thing to do. At 4am, something strange happens, your mind deceives itself, making you think that keeping the eyes open, and watching songs from pop-culture musicals is a good thing. It is not. It is a very bad thing. Not only that, but you are also tricked into thinking that you are on the verge of doing work, but are merely taking a break, and you'll get "right down to it" after the next act. It's a deceptive scenario, with a vile aftertaste that often makes me wash my mouth, just to rid myself of the taste of sulphur.

Moral of the story, get off the Internet, and read. Right now, law for journalists. Kick ass. Lets, um, read this...mother?

Okay, I can't street talk.