You know what I hate? I can't sleep. Haven't been able to for a freakin' week now and it's making me a little cranky. It would be one thing if I were up drinking or being productive, but mainly I'm just laying there in a semi-awake state, semi-pissed off at the world. Watch out. If this keeps up, I'll be blogging at 3 a.m., and that can only mean one thing: limericks.