Simply celebrating life
When my night turns to dayAnd my day turns to night,I sunbathe 'neath the moonAnd sleep through the light.I have breakfast for dinner,And dinner at sunrise,What my friends think of this I can only surmise,But they've taken to wearing crosses,And eating garlic on cake!And yesterday I saw them with A great wooden stake ....
Or you're up all night hoggingThe computer for your blogging.(I can't believe I just did that.)
I'm more of a "blogging hogging" type than a pawning clock sort.I'd rather be a transatlantic flight sort, though. ~sigh~
I get to bed too lateAnd get up too earlyI would be aggravatedBut I'm too tired to be surly
David: I really don't want to start complaining, But how do we lose this plight. When you relly need to be sleeping, You know you'll end up in a fight.
My clock needs pawning. :(I'm sure I was born to live at night...
I just read Louise's...THAT'S my problem! lol.Computer hogging for blogging.
Or you're just messed up because your stinkin' kids won't sleep at normal hours!! :)
Louise nailed it! :-)
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