Sleepless in Seattle. Without the Seattle.

It is 1:18 a.m. Boy Behind the Wall has cycled through the world's most intriguing playlist, and now his girlfriend is singing along to something befitting the '90s R&B scene.

I don't know if I should laugh that he was clapping along to "Redneck Woman" or cry over his pathetic rapping abilities. There was a brief shining moment of Amy Grant. An entire Weezer song. An homage to Lauren Hill.....

It will only be a matter of time before the music turns to awkward moaning and I start fantasizing about removing my eardrums with a spoon.

I. Want. Sleep.