Those first few thoughts just before you actually rise. Mid sleep and awake.
This morning my bedside contemplations were about social media... again. I thought- My inner monologue is some mash up of Bernard Black and Mark Corrigan, while my outer appearance is probably more akin to Moss' (seemingly) clueless exuberance and Roys' cynicism.
I then thought.. Yes. Yes, the title of that Tumblr post would be... "I watch too much british television."
I think the bigger problem is that I'm dreaming about social media and relating with fictional characters. I'd like to read up on some psychological studies on self-deprecating humor and the masses love and resonation with Liz Lemon.