So It's me again, your ever so compitant captain. I'm thinking that I want to watch another round of Pirates of the Caribbean just because I can. I know that in theory it may seem like an odd perhaps even foolhardy want (particularly since it's over two point five (2.5, 2 1/2) hours. Oh well, whatever will be will be. No denying that eh? I can't believe it - it's already four oclock. Seems like I only got up but a few moments ago. And speaking of four, would you believe me if I told you that I went to bed somewhere around one this morning and then woke up at 5 for school. Nuts eh? I just counldn't sleep so then I turn on the tv and spend over thirty minutes just flipping. I then proceed to turn off the tv, turn on the radio and spend the rest of my night with the disc jockey (who by the way kept me perfect company.) I would be lying to you If I said that I fully remember what time I passed out at or exactly what I did during those hours, but I suspect that it wasn't anything detrimental. It's like those times wher I was on the phone for 13 hours with the same person. Throughout the night we both said some things that we probably shouldn't have due to tiredness. However, I find that as long as I can stay up from 1 to 4 AM, everything after that is smooth sailing.But yea you end up not totally remembering things that happened cause it's kinda foggy and such. I think you know what I'm talking about and if you don't... well, if yo don't then when you're over the age of 17, try it - but definately not on a school night (pulled that shift before too, 9Pm - 4:20 Am then get up for 5 - it's like an odd high or something. You'd understand what I'm saying if you were in our shoes (and by "our" I mean myself and the person I was conversing with.) Now, I know what you may be thinking but I assure you that all of this has a point to it; it's all logical in a sense. Yesternight I was privy to something... I can't quite explain it but I'll just say it. -If I were to die, I'd want to come back as her tears; what better thing is there then that? To be born in her heart and live in her eye. What better then to spend your last moments so close to her checks and then to finally die at her lips.- Again, I can't say that I totally know what's going on and such but I know I when I heard it last night I... well... yea. I'll spare you the long sad stupid story. It's just one of things. To quote Bryan Adams: "It cuts like a knife..." Singed, -Captain B. Tired