Meet my herbal tea, Guido

Dear tired, please stop being me. I have things to do. Also, another seizure wrenched some neck muscles and now my lumbar area is screaming, as are both knees. A tragic Greek chorus with dubstep. And so, tired, you are the last thing I need. Go away or I will beat you to death with coffee and vitamins and probably plant extracts. Don't mess with my plant extracts; they're my herbal medicine mafia.

(Never go up against a half Sicilian when pain is on the line. Also, I'm not laughing. Well, maybe just a little.)