How do you sleep?

(Note: this was originally a mobile blog I sent on June 18 at 4am but Blogger posted it as gibberish or hieroglyphics or something lol)

The Supreme's said love don't come easy. For me, that also applies to sleep. Lately, I haven't been able to get it until I see the morning light peek through the crack in my blind. Yes Twilight fans, I know the same is true for vampires and zombies. I wonder who else is up now-doctors, nurses, EMTs, firemen, police officers, truck drivers and probably other various professions I can't think of.

There are various remedies and tips for getting a good night's sleep like drinking warm milk if you can't sleep or not eating before bed. My own personal remedies include either listening to comedy shows by Dane Cook or Mitch Hedberg, watching an episode of Gilmore Girls or a movie in the hopes that watching it will tire me out, or just try sleeping without getting distracted. None of that has been working.

Maybe I have a temporary sleeping disorder? An estimated 70 million Americans suffer from some sleep disorder for a variety of reasons. The sleeping pill industry is huge. While trying to sleep, I came across this entry on Screwed-Up Texan's blog (the name alone got me interested) advertizes on Blogger's home page. His youngest son "pet" yellow jackets, got stung,and then started hyperventilating. When the paramedics came, his oldest son who was pretending to be sick to stay home from school, announced he wasn't in front of the paramedics. Screwed-up Texan's FmL post would read something like this: My youngest son got stung by a bee today so i called the paramedics. My oldest son who was pretending to be sick, revealed that he was faking it the entire time-right in front of the paramedics. FML

This gets me thinking to how websites like FML, MLIA (basically posts about thoughts most people wouldn't admit they think or say outloud), texts from last night, only@College (about the party last night that was awlfuly crazy that you can't remember for anyone who doesn't know) and even PostSecret get started. Was it because someone was up at some ungodly hour because they couldn't sleep so he or she decided to submit a short personal anecdote about their daily life experience so they could feel better about their day by finding a post by someone whose life sucked more? That's the point of FML and the above websites. They're guilty pleasures.We can't help checking it every so often (especially on a bad day) to see whose day was worse. It's like a contest for suckiest day ever except comments and ratings are the prize. We all do it-we read a post, we laugh at it, we wish it didn't happen to us , and we move on. There's comfort in knowing that someone out there has it worse than you. It's a sense of communal sympathy.

How much would this suck (it's one of the more sympathetic ones):

Today, I found out that I am 14 weeks pregnant. The father of the baby is now engaged to my best friend, whom he was cheating on me with when I became pregnant. I'm going to be the maid of honor, 8 months pregnant with his child, at their wedding.FML

You can't help by feeling bad for the girl. Here she is pregnant with her best friend's fiance's baby and the maid of honor and her best friend may never find out the truth. It reads like something straight out of a soap opera, but it's not. It happened.

Posts on FML have various degrees of suckage (for lack of a better word).

LEVEL 1: Kinda Sucky-Things could be worse.

Today, I went to the store to buy some groceries. While I was at the store, an employee came up to me and said, "You're beautiful!" When I came home I told my husband what had just happened. My husband then asked, "What was wrong with him?" FML

LEVEL 2: Sucky-You wouldn't wanna be this person.

Today, I received my passport in the mail. They got my birthdate wrong. Then I picked up my birth certificate that I had sent in with the application. Turns out my parents have been celebrating my birthday on the wrong day for 16 years. FML

LEVEL 3: That Really SUCKS! aka You're fucked.

Today, I had drunk sex with a girl that I barely know. I didn't have a condom and was nervous about getting her pregnant, but she assured me that I could pull out. Right when I was about to pull out, she wrapped her legs around me and yelled : "BE MY BABY'S DADDY!" I couldn't get out in time. FML

But's it like Monty Python Life of Brian and Spamalot, Broadway's version of Monty Python says, "always look on the bright side of life", no matter how bad, sucky, or fuck-my-life worthy things are.

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life-Monty Python