updated weekly interests

I've been trying to find things that interest me as of late. I went out last weekend for the first time in about a month and a half. It was a lot of fun, really it was. As it lasted a few hours longer than I would have preferred. I pre-partied at a friends house just up the street from downtown. When we got down to the Viking I had drank enough to do it karaoke style. Didn't do that, although I did dance in my wheelchair. Anything more was gonna fuck me up. Well, as soon as I walked in a friend of mine saw me and bought me a pitcher of Bud Light. I assumed we were gonna split it. But no, for some reason he thought it best if I drank it myself. And so did I. Best hangover I've had in a long time. I could have chosen a better time to do it. Spent the next few days in bed and watched whatever didn't want to make me puke.
So, I'm pretty sure I'm addicted to Tru Blood, a series on HBO related to vampires, shapeshifters, and other creepy crawly things. I just finished the second season, only took three days. Blood, heated sex, and conflict outline every aspect of the show. And I couldn't like it more. The intro is the best I've ever seen to a show, and the characters are flawless in their respects. It's funny, and pretty fucking awesome. Any of you Tru Blood fans know what I'm talking about. The show's like an adrenaline rush on top of another adrenaline rush. It's like taking your favorite thing and adding a cheeseburger to it. Pass on the mustard. Priceless.
But too much TV isn't always a good idea, as zombies are easily confused with anemic TV abusers. So, I switched from television shows to computer games. Played a little Starcraft II, nerded it up. Played some Warcraft III, nerded it up some more. Just about did everything to classify myself as a modern day geek. It was a lot of fun, that is, until I had to actually leave my place to get food. See, I've been forgetting to eat sometimes, as it's hard to remember when I actually need to eat anymore. I blame it on the lack of sleep I've been getting lately.
Insomnia, I think I'm contracting the disease! The last week has left me up for hours every night with a brain that won't turn off. I get tired, really tired. But when I close my eyes it's like someone turns on a never ending thought process. I feel like a pilot whale, as they only get 5.3 hours of sleep a night. The difference? They only need that much sleep. I need more. The problem with an inability to sleep is that when you can't sleep all you do is think about it. The more you think about it, the less likely you're gonna be sleeping because you're gonna be thinking about it. Oh well, maybe I'm part pilot whale. Maybe I don't need 8 hours of sleep. Maybe I'm dumb for thinking that, because it's not true. I love to sleep, and anything in the way of that can go fuck
itself.
In the search for interesting things, I will continue the journey. In the meantime, I'm gonna try to get some sleep.