Blamed

Weepuls, rain, crickets, my roommate's secret admirer, and Flight of the Concords. I blame these items/H2O cycles/leaping orthopteran insects/people for my current state of insomnia and lack of sleep. Now, it's not continual (adjective: recurring in steady usually rapid succession [not to be confused with continuous]), thank goodness. I don't think I could survive. But next time I am tempted to prove to my roommate that there are such things as weepuls and that they really were super cool for school, I won't do it at 1:00 a.m.—hopefully.