I am in my hotel in Delhi and just took my new Ambien CR to make sure I get to sleep and reset my clock for our meetings tomorrow.
I am extremely hesitant to blog much of anything – first because I am in the very strong grip of Ms. Ambi's potent gaze; and second, anything that I write is liable to become a treatise on the spiders that are climbing the walls of my room, devolving into paranoid shrieks and then finally a face plant into a pool of saliva on the keyboard.
But I have WiFi in my room. Sweet, understanding Lady WiFi. She's a little slower than what I'm used to, but does one really need to see a cumshot at 500kbps?
OK, the Ambien is tugging me under. Must ... stop ... blogging. Fingers ... like ... swollen sausages ... pounding random keyszzzzzzzz ......
Good night, Sweet Prince, Ambien is such sweet joy...
Posted by: Queer Conservative | December 05, 2005 at 03:12 PM
I can't take Ambien. The bugs on the ceiling and fur growing on the walls just freaks me out too much. Hope you got a good nights sleep.
Posted by: Jordy | December 05, 2005 at 04:23 PM