Tell me, tell me, tell me Can't you see the signs? Written by a maniac, his love has made me blind.

I'm sleepy and I really don't want to be blogging right now. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Maybe tomorrow I'll add more to this, but at the moment I just don't give a damn and I'd like to start getting into one of my crazy random dreams. Which are made of awesome-ness and instant win with a side helping of EPIC. Chuck Norris loves 'em, y'know.