Floating Leaf

Hi, this is a message from Insomnia Central. Too Buzzed To Sleep. I am resisting the urge to send this message out via Skype. I am also resisting the urge to howl at the moon, which is very full and very bright, glaring into my window. Hello, Moon. Do you think I can call in sick (= mentally deranged) to work this morning?... Or should I just waltz in there in Full Zombie Mode, with a huge dopey grin on my face?... (and then promptly collapse, snoring, with my cheek against the keyboard?) Sounds like fun, oui?... *resounding headdesk*