Inhumane... the morning hours...

[silversolitaire]

How I hate them. They sicken me. I hate the morning like nothing else. It's a gray shroud that's choking me. I don't want to see it... I curse everyon who makes me. I hate the morning hours, hate them, hate them, hate them. My mind doesn't work, my stomach doesn't work, my eyes burn, my head hurts... I'm just no morning person. Why is life makign me one?

I love the night time...

Oh, Gore Vidal is on TV. At least something. I wish I could write him a letter...