and then something stirs you awake? Tonight, I have the JOY of wildlife. A fucking mocking bird. It's almost 2 AM and it decides that NOW is a good time to sing. It's right outside my window, but can I find it? Noooo. No, of course not. If I had a gun I'd be shooting WILDLY out my window trying to silence it. Dear Bird, I'm fucking tired. Let me sleep. Tomorrow, I'm buying a roasted chicken and hanging it outside my house as a warning to you and your kind. LET THE HUMANS SLEEP! Sincerely, Zeta PS> I hate you.