Give It a Day

It's 3:41 AM as I'm writing this. What is it about boredom in the day that makes night so much more appealing? My roommate got assigned; it's some guy from the panhandle named Ryan who wrestled in high school. The prejudiced part of me assumes he's prejudiced but that's just prejudice talking. I really need to get back on Adderall before I permanently fuck something up in my life.