Yawn. i am tired. You'd think that since its the holidays now i'd feel more rested. but nope. i guess the late night movies at 2am weren't helping much. Yawn. Who was it that decided the action of opening your mouth wide to allow more oxygen to enter your brain should be called a yawn? it certainly isn't the sound i make when i yawn. what happens is i open my mouth and i inhale loudly. Its almost silent- unless you listen closely then you can hear this noise which sounds like the slow motion of a gasp. And why must that surprising sound we make be called a gasp?i know for sure that we definitely don't say "GASP! did you see how big ellen page's stomach was in Juno?" i mean, sure, we do the action, but the sound that comes out doesn't sound like a g-a-s-p. ok im digressing. focus!
oh yeah, i was talking about being tired. I think most of us are always tired when we're supposed to be wide awake. why?why does our biological clock always go cuckoo on us when we need it right?
And we, lazy homosapiens who love short cuts and secret formulas, come up with a million and one ways to stay awake. Some chew sour gum or lime juice, some slap themselves, some pinch themselves and some bite their fingernails. ok fine the last one's just me. What i don't get is why must we subject ourselves to pain in order to stay awake? why can't being happy be the formula instead? Maybe we should invent a Giggle Gadget that we can bring along. But then i guess it'd be weird to see giggling exhausted people in school or at the office.
"And so, *giggle* excuse me, we can see that stocks are *giggle* increasing in the productivity *giggle* area *giggle* . I'm sorry boss, *giggle* i'm tired. *giggle*" . Hey, happy people live longer anyway. oh! an involuntary smile pill should help. grin like nobody's business
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