decisions, decisions...

My big decision of the night is whether to sleep around Oliver (anne's cat), or to make him move from the center of the bed so I can fit. Pro: I would be comfortable enough to go to sleep. Con: I might lose my bed buddy.

Hrmmm....

As a side note, I think The Cure's 'letter to elise' can make me kind of melancholy no matter how good a mood I'm in.

An ode to the Beatles, with possibly, maybe, one of my favorite songs, which *also* happens to coincide with my current mood.

I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink.
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink.
I wonder, should I get up and fix myself a drink?
No, no, no.
I'm so tired, I don't know what to do.
I'm so tired, My mind is set on you.
I wonder should I call you?
But I know what you would do...
You'd say I'm putting you on,
But it's no joke - it's doing me harm!
You know I can't sleep, I can't stop my brain;
You know it's three weeks, I'm going insane.
I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind.