I can't sleep. Now and again I have a night when the brain just won't shut down. I lay in bed will all manner of useless, disjointed rubbish bouncing around my cranium and I just can't drift off to sleep. Tonight is one of those nights, so I decided to get up, have a glass of milk and then go back to bed and try again. I don't hold out much hope for success. Last time this happened I was awake till nearly 4am. Oh, in case your wondering, I didn't eat a pickled egg before bed. It just sounded funny when I was trying to come up with a title for this post.
Night night.
I caught the middle of a rather cheesy B-Movie the other night while looking for something to watch. I've no idea what the film was called, and I didn't hang around long enough to grasp the plot (if there was any). One of the reasons I swept past this film so quickly was the scene I watched. An adventuring archaeologist - a rip off of a popular Harrison Ford character - was entering a tomb he said had been sealed over 3000 years before.
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