So Memorial Day weekend rocked (awesome pics, be up shortly) but I woke up. I woke up after 2 hours and now I can’t go back to sleep. This isn’t a new problem for me you see.

I can’t stop thinking. When I think, I can’t go to sleep. I have all these awesome problems I want to solve or do something about. I should hit myself in the head to become stupider or something so I don’t suffer from insomnia anymore. The simple life, where all I worry about is where my next meal is coming from. Which 9 times out of 10, is my refrigerator … or subway.