Thursday, February 26, 2009

My Brain Shuts Down at Eleven

I'm here laying in my bed doing a little late-night reading, right? I'm all ready for sleep: fuzzy pjs, hair in the signature messy ponytail, contacts out and glasses on. Whilst reading, I notice my glasses are rather smudged and could use a good cleaning. Of course, here I am cozy in my bed with absolutely no intention of getting up to get a cleaning wipe for these bad boys. A few minutes pass but, ugh, they're really starting to bug me. All I need is something wet to use to wipe them off.

Hey. My tongue is wet. I actually pull my glasses off and have them halfway to my mouth when I come to my senses.

WHA--what the hell?! Was I about to lick my glasses?

Oh. my. word. I need to go to sleep. Right now. Who knows what other crazy stuff I'll do in my sleep-deprived state? Geez. I might even yank out my laptop and document this ridiculous behavior. For posterity.

Licking my flippin' glasses. Seriously, why?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

You don't know me but I love to read your blog! Its sooo funny when you talk about the funny things you think about. I wish I was so funny like you.

Kristina P. said...

Ummmm, sadly, I've done that. I hang my head in shame.

Jen said...

i've done it too, but contrarily, hold mine up in pride. when you need moisture, you need moisture. (<-- what a strange thing to say.)