Welcome Back to Another Episode of “So You Think You’re About to Fall Asleep?”
First up, we’ve got That Email You Sent Your Boss Last Week Regarding Your Upcoming Time Off.
First up, we’ve got That Email You Sent Your Boss Last Week Regarding Your Upcoming Time Off.
How is it that my morning routine is simultaneously killing me while also helping me barely cling to dear life?
Nice place. Lovely sheets. Good shampoo. Someone kissed me in the middle of the night.
I’m a notorious 1850s Vaudeville impresario known as “The Dean of Mean.” My top rule for performers is “don’t be a snooze.”
That was dumb. You broke your toe on a cheap desk. Inhale. Clear your mind of that very stupid thing you did. Exhale. Stupid.
Let’s see. What else can we dredge up from the darkest recesses of your mind to totally fuck up your night?
Including "The Capable Ice Road Trucker" and "The Priest Who Challenged Me to a Rap Battle at My Nephew’s Baptism.”
It's the second night that gets tricky. That's when the bats come.
Sleep hacks to help you wake up feeling rested, refreshed, and less dreadful about the eternal damnation of your soul.
5:00 AM – Catching the sunrise? Driving to hockey practice? This is the third least-late time ever invented!
Fragrant blueberry bush behind the cabin where you tossed your urine-soaked sleeping bag in a panic to get rid of the evidence.
Rise and grind, baby! And by that, I mean use an angle grinder to try and remove my court-mandated tracking bracelet.