The stages of my over-tiredness.

I'm so tired, I'm horny.

I'm so tired and horny and unfulfilled.

I'm so tired and horny and unfulfilled, by this stage I'm delusional. Where is the porn, WHERE IS THE FRIGGIN' PORN. Any porn will do. So much of it out there, lesbian porn, gay porn, even dwarf porn. Yet why did I delete it all? Why why why, I told myself I'd never get to this stage again. Desperate. I told myself I'd get a life. I knew I was wrong at the time. So tired now, so tired I think Limewire is some cable you can get installed if you want pieces of fruit to become digital home entertainment systems. So tired, I end up reading Spice Girls lyrics, in the hope there might be some vaguely erotic notion in there. Some deeper-meaning, some spiritually sexual complexity. Some hidden pornographic image for me to cling onto. And suddenly, I am clinging. I really really really wanna zig....OH MY GODDDDD....I'm not just clinging...I'm coming.

I go to sleep.

Unfulfilled.

Again.