Free Associating at 3:00 AM

So I can't sleep. My body is exhausted, but I'm somehow wide awake. Maybe it's the bowl of ramen I just ate. Maybe it's the fact that I slept in until 1:00 PM today. Maybe daylight savings time has gone all wibbly wobbly timey wimey. We've now reached the point in the evening where my mind starts making illogical connections to unrelated topics. It's 3:30. I should be out cold by now.

It's not the first time this has happened. Sometimes I'm up all night, mind racing about the events of the past day, my plans for tomorrow, things I've heard, things I've said, the mysteries of life, whether or not I want to get up and make a bowl of ramen... you get the idea. Tonight is one of those nights where I ponder why it is that I'm here. I mean, I know that I filled out an application, turned in a deposit form, and moved in, but why Trinity? Why some tiny school in a suburb of Chicago?

I guess you could say I was running. Both away, and towards, all at the same time. But that's not what this story is about. And I'm certainly not complaining about ending up here. I love my new home.

This is also one of those nights where I ponder the probability of the rotating electromagnetic device on the desk next to me spontaneously exploding as I sit here and write. I also ponder the scientific plausibility of successfully constructing such a device out of spare hard drive parts. But then again, if anyone can do it, it's my roommate Sherlock.

Now I'm pondering where Sherlock is this weekend. Perhaps at his girlfriend's again? Or maybe he went home. Wish he'd leave a note or something. It's really quiet without him.

It's not quiet next door. Or at least it wasn't earlier. Gotta love bro time with Potato, Curly, and Taylor. We're pretty sure someone outside mooned us. It was dark, though, so we can't be sure. Whoever it was knocked on our window, so we know they wanted us to look. If the perpetrator is reading this, we forgive you.

I wonder if anyone is reading this at all. If you like reading it, please leave a comment. Yes, that was shameless promotion. But I put a lot of effort into this. It's nice to get feedback.

Speaking of feed, my twitter feed was exploding tonight. #Trollstock13 is trending in Chicago right now. Trinity knows how to put on a fantastic concert. Congratulations to all my friends who performed today: Mama Krajecki and suitemates Josh and Jordan!

Sorry, devoted fans, but I've had enough. My brain has ceased its yammering, so I think I'll head to bed. I've rambled incessantly enough for one night. Or morning. It's hard to tell. If you know, please tell me. In the form of a comment. Seriously. It's shameless, I know. I regret nothing.

Goodnight!

The Road goes ever on and on

Down from the door where it began.

Now far ahead the Road has gone,

And I must follow, if I can,

Pursuing it with eager feet,

Until it joins some larger way

Where many paths and errands meet.

And whither then? I cannot say.