I can't sleep. I hate when this happens. I hate getting up because then I feel like I should be trying to sleep, even though that isn't working. So instead, I'm sitting here blowing bubbles into my fan in the dark. Now paranoia sets in, as I think I spy a spider above my bed in the dark. I turn on the lights and it is gone. Did I imagine it or did it manage to escape to another hiding location, such as in my bed. Now I definitely don't want to get back in there. I think it is gonna be a long night. Perhaps I'll work on a crossword for a bit. However, thanks to this spider which may or may not exist, I'll be doing it in this chair instead of in my bed. *shudder* I've been thinking about that tattoo a lot lately. Maybe once I get some money saved up, I'll actually get it. I've shaken my sheets out, no sign of Mr. Spider. Now I just need to tell myself it is all in my head. 15-Across: Part of MPH. 7-Down: Student's table. Desk. Per. 13-Across:Employ. Hire. 4-Across: Reimbursed. Paid. 16-Across: Metal-bearing rocks. Ores. This complets 5 and 6-Down, Air and Ire. 19-Down: Question. Ask? Yes, because 22-Across: Usher's offering. Seat. 20-Across: Young goat. Kid. I'm gonna be up a while, I think. 39-Across: Fateful March date. Ides. Still no sign of the spider. I'm almost ready to return to the bed. Almost. But not quite.47-Across: Rental agreement. Lease. I still need to tell my parents that I'm not graduating in May. They know that the papers are turned in though, it is a start. My baby just texted me. It is 2:46am. She works in just a few hours. Against my better judgement, I text her back. I'm gonna feel terrible if I keep her up. She is so good to me. Maybe too good to me. She brought me lunch at work today. And bought me a Dr. Pepper. That is 3 days in a row she has done it. Sometimes I think I don't deserve to be loved this much. She says she hopes I can get to sleep soon. That makes two of us. I saw a car at work today that had something advertised on the side of it. Their business. Something in my head went off saying that she would love it. Maybe I heard her say that once. Maybe I imagined it. But I didn't write the number down. For good reasons though. First, I don't know how much it costs, but I don't think I can afford it. Secondly, I don't know if I could do it. I would want to be there for it though, that is for sure. Maybe one day I'll do it. My Cisco Systems pen just ran out of ink. That was from senior year in HS. For now, 40-Across: Augury will be left at OM until I find a pen to complete -EN. I find myself wondering through the mysteries of deviantARt and somehow always find my way to the dark pictures. I find beautiful pictures like
and wonder where on earth I can find such places.
26-Down: Study at last. Cram. I burned a copy of the Dragonforce CD for Eric tonight. I hope he likes it. He asked about it today, so I know he is at least interested. I wonder if he will really listen, or just half-ass it and never listen to it again. 3:06am. Maybe it is really time to try sleeping again.
Wow. This one reminds me of the State Hospital. Big time.
If I was any kind of photographer, I could probably get some really amazing shots there.
Hah, just before I decide to close the window, I run into a lot of Porcupine Tree pictures.
I just realized this is really gonna mess up some people's margins. Tough shit, I'm going to bed. 8-Down: Sweets. Candy. 3:21am.