You ever have one of those nights when you feel like you just can't control yourself?

Well, I have them every so often. Usually I manage to restrain myself a little bit, enough that I don't fear falling asleep because the dread of waking up is too much to bear.

Usually, I manage to do that, but not tonight.

Tonight was a fucked-up night.

I doubt that any of the people I talked to or emailed or texted tonight, I doubt that any of them will assign any particular importance to this night. But I certainly will.

I simply could not shut up.

I had a choice. I could explode, or I could be an idiot.

I chose what I perceived to be the lesser of those two evils.

Because exploding would be pretty gross, I think.