Fabio Makes Me Yanni...

Just call me yawny-yawnerson...which is not to be confused with Yanni, that dude who plays the pan flute.  Or is Yanni the guy who has really long hair and poses for romance novels that all women are supposed to fall in love with upon first sight?

Oh wait.

That's Fabio isn't it?

I need to take this time to point out that I don't think he's all that hot though...I don't like his long wavy hair, it looks greasy and like it needs to be put up...or cut.  ick.  Really.  And what is it that he use to always say in that supposed sexy accent?

"For your eyes only...."

Yeah...but on him with his shirtless body and greasy hair blowing all around, it just sounded smarmy.

Oh wait.

Upon further research, I have discovered that Fabio is one genuine Italian boy.  So that accent that I thought was smarmy is actually authentic.  Well, it's nice to know I'm so judgmental about someones origins, and have been since I was a teenager (although, that's not too surprising as teenagers are usually pretty judgmental as a whole...)  and upon further inspection, perhaps he's not all that bad looking.  I'm thinking that since I was a teenager and apt to rebel (as well as be judgmental) during his stint on the cover of romance novels (and I was way more into guys that had hairstyles and possibly wore make-up...what?  It was the 80s...) perhaps I haven't given Fabio a fair shake.

But really.

That's not really what I wanted to talk about today.

I also didn't want to talk about Yanni.

(or his creepy mustache)

(oh, and he's a pan flute player)

(and if he's indeed Coming Alive!  I'm a bit worried that Yanni is a zombie...and really?  If you were a zombie, Yanni would be a great name!)

But, for the life of me I can't remember where I was going with this.

Oh yeah...yawn.

 I'm tired.

Really tired.

I'd like to blame staying out late at my friend Sean's house while I introduced him to 30 Rock, and then talking to Claudine when I got home...but I think it's more than that.  I feel like when I lay down and fall asleep...every time I move I wake up.  Which was fine 2 weeks ago, but continuing to perform such nighttime antics tends to take its toll after a while.  I thought I kind of had a handle on it, but after I spelled things wrong several times in posts I've made this week...along with using words I didn't mean to, I think I'm not doing as well as I thought.

People keep asking me if I'm not restful because I'm thinking or worried about something?  Sure.  I usually am.  But it's not the mind chatter keeping me up...because I usually wake up and then fall right back asleep without giving myself the third degree or wringing my hands.

I am seriously considering giving myself an all weekend pass to PJ Land...which means I'll just PJ it and fall asleep whenever I feel like it...which probably means I'm going to have to carry around my Flanket in case I hit the kitchen floor.

And work on taking some herbal sleep remedies...because just laying down and hoping that I get a good nights sleep is not working, and I don't want to get to the point where I dread going to bed every night.

Of course now that I have both Yanni and Fabio on the brain, I'm wondering if restful sleep will happen at all.

Sweet Dreams all...