I took a nap this afternoon, but in truth, I was deceived. It wasn't a nap.

What I'm guessing, is ol' Nap got a bit tired of me using and abusing him for my own purposes, and decided to call in his big brother, Mr. Deep Sleep. And to put it into perspective, Mr. Deep Sleep is a bad-ass. Think along the lines of Mr. Deep-in-a-shark-infested-lagoon Sleep, and you're starting to get an idea.

So what ensued, was a vigorous struggle, punches flying, various insults made with various mothers' targetted, and so on. And it subsequently ended with ol' Nap smacking me over the back of the head with a sack full of pennies. Boom. Lights out. And to add humiliation to defeat, they tied me up, drugged me, and kidnapped me, using Mr. Deep Sleep's GMC van to drive me around.

It's 2am. I've been awake for a grand total of an hour. If I have one piece of advice to give to anyone right now, it's that sustained sleep deprivation will fuck you up. Guaranteed.

Thank goodness for that sleep.