Sleep. Sound, deep sleep. Sleep that lasts for days. A sleep so deep that if someone were to come into my house and see me they'd pull the blanket over my head and start stealing my things kind of sleep. Sleep that would last at the very least until next Wednesday so when I woke up I wouldn't even remember that I was at the damn hospital on Tuesday kind of sleep.

Yeah, I could use a few winks right about now.

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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.

No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac

Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."

An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"

Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus