Sleepers Creepers!

I am in this state of semi consciousness, and it's not due to alcohol or a bump in the head. Ub fact In fact aI'm actually typing with my eyes closed. Just that previous line and this one, dont wanna get caught sleeping in office. Ok now I'm wide half awake. Coming to the point, haven't had enough sleep.

Work catalyzes sleep, hence this post. But as usual absolutely no trigger to write. Speaking of triggers, triggers are found on guns. Guns kill people. War kills people. War is bad. All is fair in love and war someone said. So if all is fair, what about the guy who got his face burnt trying to pull the pin off the grenade and the grenade burst on his face because it was a cheap quality China make? How the hell can he be fair? And if all is fair in war and war kills people, fair things kill people? Perhaps! Mankind has in the past killed for the fairer gender. Remember Helen of Troy? Yeah really? Do you? Good for you because I don't, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't remember me either, so that makes us even 8!*#$ !

Paragraph three starts with the word paragraph. Graphs are fun. Those graph sheets they used to give us in our exams! Exams! What fun when they got over! Not the graphs, the exams. The last exam was always the one we prepared least for, out of sheer excitement at what followed. Sleep is creeping in like a creep creeping in on whatever he creeps in on. I have to stay awake. This post couldn't get more boring could it? Yeah it could. I could copy paste paragraphs from Ullyses and The Namesake (the latter I have read, the former, I shall use as a weapon of mass destruction if someone messes with my blog). Ok folks, I've suddenly lost interest to continue this post any further. Goodnight. Or in the words of my tweetheart :D:DD:D shippa shuppi time ;)