The Tale of Epicness

So I have slight insomnia.
At least I THINK I do.
Or else I'm just VERY manly.
But sometimes I cannot sleep.
And when these things happen I tend to move about all the empty beds in my house (because we have A LOT, trust me--unless we have guests, then there is NOTHING for them and we must all move) and so I really like my brothers bed, and he usually sleeps in Mom's room so I knew he wouldn't be sleeping there. However, we have a weird lizard that needs a heat lamp that is VERY BRIGHT and I need like ABSOLUTE darkness or else I will NOT sleep. So I'm in my brother's room (he SHALL remain nameless) *coughRobertcough* and my dad comes in so I QUICKLY fake sleep (because it is ALWAYS fun to feign sleep with my family). And see I had one of those huge body pillows wrapped into my body to block out some light. Well apparently, my Dad NEEDED that pillow, so he YANKS it out of my clutches, and just walks out of the room.
He STOLE the pillow that I was using to block out light.
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Okay, MAYBE that sounded more epic in my head and MAYBE it was funnier when I was delirious from no sleep but STILL.

Blog worthy.