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I know it's tiresome to post about my insomnia, but what else is there?

Now it's officially insomnia, because I didn't make my deposits at the sleep bank over the weekend and now I'm on day three.

I coulda fallen asleep at 8 pm, but I forced myself to stay up and watch The Third Man with my mom. (Guess why she wanted to watch it. Hint: the movie takes place in Vienna. Oh! I gave it away!)

It wasn't even worth it, as I found the movie to be boring and lacking in compelling characters or interesting plot twists. Overhyped to disappointment, although I guess the cinematography was pretty cool. I don't know anything about cinematography, just that things look good or don't look good, and it did.

I thinK Jon Favreau could place Orson Welles in a biopic, just based on looks. But Liev Shrieber is a better actor.

What was I saying?

So I forced myself to stay awake, missed the sleep boat, and am staring wide-eyed into the dark once again.

Tomorrow should be interesting when I keel over into my keyboard and get drool on all those faxes.

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