Saw The Italian Job last night with Wendy and Fran and enjoyed it muchly. Seth Green and Jason Statham kicked ass, and Charlize Theron... mmmmmmm... Charlize Theron... [insert Homer Simpson drooling noise here] Okay, so here's my thing with napping. Don't get me wrong -- I loooooove sleep. Not getting enough of it is enough to put me in a bad mood. And those of you who know me well enough know that (a) waking me up early will be reciprocated by the Wrath of Keith and (b) after waking up, it takes me a while to boot up and get up to full processing speed. We're talking like an hour or so, at least. My friends and roommates (past and present) think it's damn hilarious to see me stumble around and attempt coherent thought and/or conversation right after waking up. But napping throws all that off for me. Not only does it not make me feel better because of my extended boot-up period, but waking up at a time when I have not slept many many hours just accentuates that. Plus, I get that odd feeling that everything that happened previously that day before I fell asleep for the nap was just a dream. I remember it taking place, but, through the haze, it's almost like it didn't really happen. I much prefer just sleeping the requisite 8-10 hours I need per night and be done with it, but that never happens because I can't seem to get to sleep until 1am these days, so I have to suffice with 7. I'm too much of a night person to go to sleep early. So, for my Most Listened-To Song of the Week, I was going to just post the lyrics, but every single lyrics site that I found on the 'Net had the damn lyrics wrong. You'd think it would be easy for these morons considering the real lyrics are in the CD inlay, and the lyrics they made up sound nothing like the actual words! I swear, The Refreshments had it dead on when they said, "Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people." So for those of you who want to know what the real lyrics are, just hit more. Audioslave - "Show Me How to Live" And with the early dawn Moving right along I couldn't buy an eyeful of sleep And in the aching night under satellites I was not received Built with stolen parts A telephone in my heart Someone get me a priest To put my mind to bed This ringing in my head Is this a cure, or is this a disease? Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in the after birth On the quiet earth Let the stains remind you You thought you made a man You better think again Before my role defines you Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in your waiting hands, I will land And roll out of my skin And in your final hours, I will stand Ready to begin Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live Show me how to live...