fucking 4 AM.

fucking birds.

It happened AGAIN today – the fifth consecutive day that I have woken up to the birds and the brightening sky and the ceaseless ramblings of my own mind. A sampling of thoughts:

this futon mattress is totally dirty and gross as a matter of fact so is this comforter

fucking birds

i hate those damn birds

why is my bank account overdrawn when i just deposited 2K will i be charged overdraft fees? I’ll kill those assholes

god this mattress is so dirty

should i go to NY this weekend? should katsumi come with me?

king david cried before he went into battleking david cried before he went into battleking david cried before he went into battleking david cried before he went into battleking david cried before he went into battleking david cried before he went into battle

fuck, those goddamn birds.

So you can imagine that I am not in the best of moods today. Am I alone in this off-hours insomnia? Does this happen to anyone else?