My Hair Looks Weird: An early-morning stream-of-semiconsciousness that is not funny

Why am I awake? I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it has nothing to do with my erstwhile sneezing kitten Sophie, who is getting over a cold and has been snoring beside my head. Oh my goodness, she is so adorable and fuzzy. But she didn't wake me up.

I can Google the moon? I'm fairly sure I'm not looking for anything that's on the moon. Moon, moon, moooooooon. That word looks funny. If "Google" is a synonym for "nuke", then Frank J should sue. Otherwise, not.

That "we don't get French benefits?!?!" commercial is hilarious at 4:40AM. I don't even know what it's advertising, but it made me laugh.

People I need to say something to:

• Kellleeeeennnnaaaaaa!!! I'm horrible at answering email, but it was so great to hear from you and so bizarre that you found my blog. Hee. I'll send you a ginormous email soon, I promise.
• Mia, where on earth are you? Mia? Mia? Are you okay? Did you get stuck in one of those MetroNap pods? Did you spend so much on gadgetry and microdermabrasion that you had to sell your computer to buy yourself a respectable box to live in? Seriously, haven't heard from you in awhile. Hope you're okay.
• Hellman (no relation to the mayonnaise), you haven't argued with me in my comments lately. Just so you know that I noticed.
• baaaaahhhhsil, it has been so long since you tagged me that the stratum corneum that you tagged has long fallen off and been replaced by cells that were lowly stratum basale at the time of the tag. I will respond to the tag when you LEAST EXPEFCT IT. (Note: I realize there's an erroneous "F" in "EXPECT" - it was a typo that I didn't fix because I thought it was more ominous that way. Kind of like I spit at you in the middle of the threat or something.)
• SarahK, I'm insanely jealous that you live so close to Disney World. Also, happy birthday yesterday. :-)
• Fred Armisen, you are still not funny.

Things that I want to blog about but can't seem to find the time:

• The idiocy of Tom Cruise, in two parts - one in which I argue with his claim that you can be a scientologist and Christian, and one in which I argue with his general goofishness regarding psychiatry.
• Scott is finished with his Ph.D., and working at our university at home (thank You, Lord, for answered prayers!) and I can't stop going, "Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! ROCKY!" Also, having him home is wonderful, but it makes me oddly anxious. I think it's because it's a change from what I'm used to. But what is wrong with me? It's a happy change!
• Now that Scott is home (hooray with an eeeeeek!) I'm actually going to see movies again. So I wanted to talk about Fantastic Four (there's a part that I found TOTALLY unrealistic, but you'll never guess what that part is) and Wedding Crashers, which I didn't consider a "boob raunch fest" (tm Drudge) at all. Also, Susan Estrich Ostrich? Off of that high horse with you!
• As a person with debilitating anxiety problems, I found a lot of comfort tonight studying 2 Corinthians 12, about Paul and his thorn. I really do want to make time to write about that one.
• I recently discovered that LaShawn Barber has me blogrolled. That's cool, y'all.

And now, I think I'll try sleeping again.