I am currently in my warm, soft and cosy bed, typing this entry on my Asus Nexus 7 while occasionally taking a quick glance up towards the ceiling, hoping that the fly that stalks me remains in a viewable position, while I casually plan an elaborate murder scenario for our bug-eyed friend.

Yes, it is 7:00 in the evening, and yes I am seriously in bed. I even have my The Simpsons pajama bottoms on, so you know just how serious this situation is.

Although the fly’s fate is entirely uncertain, due to him sticking to the ceiling above, my own destiny is about to unfold before my tired eyes. Quite simply, I can finally head to the enchanted world of Tylerville, thanks to my seemingly amazing (yet always absent) imagination. To sleep I shall slumber.

 

Then, I glance over to my television screen, and notice the Netflix logo staring back. Its taunting me. It knows that I am completely helpless against the service I enjoy so very much.

I guess sleep will have to wait. A few more hours won’t hurt me…. Right?

 

 

PS. The wonders of a blog. I don’t have to write proper stories, or anything even slightly entertaining. Just as long as I write something, eveeen fi I rite lke tis, it will in no way affect my potential to gain readership, even if the only readers include myself, my cat and my insanely twisted friend from Jersey.