-I have had 3 to 4 hours of sleep within the last 48 hours and somehow I am mildly wired as I type this. Try seeing me drag ass throughout most of my morning and you get the idea how a good wake-up is for me. Roll, roll yourself right out of bed and hit the floor for me.

-Walking down halls or anywhere has been a thrill. You see, I tend to hit them, bounce off them, and then prop myself up to say I am fine. Really.

-I'm dropping things but I don't even realize this. While wearing my white button down long sleeved shirt, I did not know I allowed my piece of carrot cake to latch itself on. It was only when I noticed the shirt as I lay there on my bed to let out a sigh that I saw it. The ironic thing was that the portion was orange.

-Had to meet with a guy in an office. Listened to him blather on about nothing since the guy is basically a complete moron when it comes to his job. If you don't offer any insights, I consider you a complete waste. He has a good job but does it shitty. Makes me wonder why I don't have it. Oh, the whole issue with my being there was that I stared at the floor during all this since I wanted to take a nap on it so bad. 1:10pm is kind of a good time for a nap when you had nothing for sleep last night, no?

-Saw a preview of the TV show, Gilmore Girls. Realized that my ex-girlfriend, J, looks so much like Alexis Bedel. Scary. Still do not like ex-girlfriend.

Ah, but we did look at the bright side of things. Okay, it's not exactly something worthy of much merit but I did get that latest version of Dawn Of the Dead. Found it entertaining but nothing amazingly responsive within my own personal zombie state of mind as I lay there after dinner. I did conjur up, with what little brain cells are still there, that the whole movie was about consumerism gone amuk. C'mon, it's so fucking simple! Like the first Dawn Of the Dead, the zombies went to the mall because it was a place that made them happy when they were human.

Now, I take all this sudden use of knowledge in judging thyself to wonder about my own issues. Here I am dying to get a new jacket since I have grown tired of my red one. We just cannot have Hedgehoggy wear his yellow Air Jordan t-shirt with a red jacket now can we? Black with a trim of red would be nice now.

Of course, this is my little happiness. After spending much of my 48 hours awake and in a complete zombie like state, I want to make myself have a little happiness all by getting a new jacket on Friday. Sad. I know. Zombies only know one thing.

I'm not sure how I did it but I also dragged my ass to the gym after my office meeting. It was a mixture of my need to get rid of sleepiness, see friends, and to feel as if my life has a meaning other than shopping.

-Friends? Brianne and Kevin.

-Sleepiness? A bit still there but I got a bit wired afterwards.

-Found meaning? Hardly but the rain made it too dreary to really care.

Are we all a bunch of mindless zombies? I kind of got the idea from Dawn Of the Dead that this is what we are becoming. Designer labels? Gotta have 'em. A complete cup of a nice latte? Down it, baby! Oh, we've got the captain on his way? Drink up, me heartys! I just ask if you really think of what you as a consumer are spending your money on because I'm beginning to question myself more and more. Why? I'm not happy.

So, the movie, Dawn Of the Dead? I liked it because it drew me in right at the beginning but lost me in the middle and then threw me right back in near the end. Kind of an interesting ending that has you as a viewer make up his/her mind as to who survived.

Zombies? Oh, man! Nothing like seeing a giganting piece of white trash come back from the dead along with guys playing a game of picking off celebrity look alikes with high powered rifles. Sorry but my humor tends to run with the dark. Nice flick and it does tend to be scarier when the zombies can run like hell instead of how I tend to move around, bouncing off walls.

Editor: "Outstanding! Now, all we needs a deck of cards and the music of "Thriller" to wake up ol' Hedgehoggy."

I'm really, really tired and having a hard time dealing with some major insomnia so my entries tend to be on the loopy side lately. Staring at the clock when it reads "2:56am" when you know that you have to report for work by 6am is a real bitch. I'm feeling like a zombie in love. C'mon, you remember how you couldn't sleep during a major crush. Mine's a jacket and it's sexy.

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