lunes, septiembre 17

George Michael's "Freedom"

I, much like many other human beings, love sleep. I did four loads of laundry yesterday, and also made my bed with the new sheets I bought a month ago (procrastination at its finest). I also went ahead and changed the drapes to my window. Waking up this morning was a pleasant experience, and as I was leaving for the office I looked upon my unmade queen-sized bed of crisp and soft new sheets. I felt guilty for the conversation we had the other day, and even guiltier for wanting/needing to sleep alone. But I have to be honest with you, I love to sleep alone. Sleep supersedes any other human function for me, including eating brownies and watching Bret Michaels make an ass out of himself on basic cable on a weekly basis. It's not personal, not that I don't enjoy your company because I don't spend time with you out of any other reason than that I truly want to. I just don't want to roll over and wake up startled that I no longer have the use of 60% of my bed. It's like being downgraded from a five-star deluxe suite to a shared room with a twin bunk bed in a youth hostel. You will still have my attention during waking hours, and yes of course I still like you.

And with that said, I will leave you with George Michael's "Freedom"



Regardless of the supermodels, just check the lighting on this and tell me it's not one of the best videos made.

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