Yes, I fight sleep like a child. I imagine that some people who are overweight never receive the signals from the brain which tell them that they are full and they can stop eating. When it gets late my brain sends signals that tell me to stay up just little longer. It's true that it is 5:28 am and I am not even tired. In fact quite the contrary; I feel like I am running in optimal mode right now. My senses are peaked, my mind creative and fluid, and rhythm dictates my mood and attitude--in short I am in the zone. In the groove--like Stella when she finally got it back, but even better if you believe that. Ha! So what do you think of the blog style of writing that is like sooped up ghetto-nu-skool strictly fer da enta net hedz? U sen dat shiz? It's cool. I like it, but mine needs some work. I gotta put my own original funk on it, and make it funk nasty. I want to quote a brilliant song soon, and i will me nex post I believe. Nighty-night fer now.