Black Doggerel

So I got sick of the current bout of insomnia and fought back. Took half a melatonin, somewhat against my better judgement. Fell asleep at 3am. Woke up with Spike bouncing on my chest and barking in my face at 3 fucking pm. This would be why I don't take these things very often. I still feel like I've got a bag over my head, but I guess I made up for some of the sleep deficit.

Fucking Spike knocked a box of mini double choc chip muffins off the table and Squish ate two-thirds of them while I was in the toilet. There's not enough chocolate in that to worry about poisoning a dog his size (he's stolen chocolate before and I know he's not all that sensitive to it) but I bet it's enough to give him the shits. Also I was really fucking looking forward to those muffins. Bastard dogs.

entorien found this. I'm giggling like an idiot here, and only partly because my brain's mushy from sleep deprivation.

I don't know if you need to be familiar with the Daily Fail to get it; probably not. All I can say is it's funny 'cause it's true.