Possessed, I feel a conquering will down inside me

Got to love when you roll in at 11 and you still beat your boss in. So obviously I've been here since 7:30.
Lady Head is sick as a dog. The flu or some shit. So I decided to take an ounce of prevention and sleep in today. Love sleeping.
My current healthy state, and Lady Head's illness, got me thinking about things. She's gonna be stuck there for the next couple days. One of the ailments I'm immune to is cabin fever, stir craziness, whatever. After a couple days in the Head-dome Lady Head is completely wacko. Me, I'm fine. I can stay at the house forever. I attribute it to my rich inner life.
What's the difference between these two types of people? Who knows? All I know is I'll be sitting there, enjoying the fruits of my labor as well as our fuzzy menagerie and Lady Head will come up to me and say "If we don't get the fuck out of here I'm going to smother you in your sleep." Huh? So we go to a restaurant or something and she's fine. She'd never make it in the bomb shelter.
Maybe I really am the next evolutionary step. Homo sapians headius.

On an unrelated note - is it impossible for college radio to get deejays that don't sound like every other college radio dj in the country? Same lackluster, bored monotone. I'm listening to our station and they sound exactly like the people populating all of the college radio stations at all the colleges I've ever been to.
Uh, that was Stump with Cardboard Box. Up next we've got a Citizen Jane double shot. You're listening to Jame's House of Alt here on 91.1 WSUK.
They're like Steven Wright in Resevoir Dogs.
C'mon people, get a little enthusiasm! I know you care about this music.