Don't You Hate It When You're Too Sleepy to Stay Awake

I'm so sleepy that I started hallucinating. Earlier, the blinking green light on my cell phone suddenly turned into ants marching towards me until I focused and its a cell phone again. Right now, the television went from a dark scene to a light one and the rim of my eye glasses looked like a flying brown monkey. I'm wearing the eye glasses, so the monkey was kind of too close for comfort. The worse part is that I keep leering at these morphing objects to ensure that all is still the same.

We (the family I lived with in DC) went to a Sparks v. Mystics game tonight. It was a fun and exciting game. We did the wave five times. We were on the jumbotron. I cheered for both teams. Why is it that people, usually men, get so upset at sports that they aren't actually playing? This one guy turned five shades of red and two shades of purple. From his vantage point he was sure the referee did not see lots of fouls. The lady right behind me told her friend she thought he was going to have a heart attack. All the kids within three rows peered over shoulders and watched him rant. Some of the players faked fouls though. They seemed to deliberately get in the way of a running person and stop. As a spectators, we should all be happy when a win occurs period. The Mystics won. The other team did fancy exciting dribbling and shooting too. And we got to do the wave.