Oh my God, why can't I sleeeep? I just took some Benadryl, so hopefully that should kick in, but ugh. I know it's not that late, but my EYE is twitching from being tired, and I can't seem to get myself to SLEEP. I am having fantasies about sleep the way I usually have fantasies about Jon Walker. (DUDE. Did I tell you guys I had another sex dream about JWalk? That makes three. I – I don't know what is going on! He is not a major focus of my fannish energy! And yet, here we are. In the land of Jon Walker sex dreams. I am not complaining, I am just CONFUSED.)
All of that means it's time for me to make the kind of entry that is really just me demanding content of you guys, instead of providing it myself! That's right. Poll time!
[Poll #1012755]
Or else you could tell me stories about sleep. Because that would be like porn for me right now.
All of that means it's time for me to make the kind of entry that is really just me demanding content of you guys, instead of providing it myself! That's right. Poll time!
[Poll #1012755]
Or else you could tell me stories about sleep. Because that would be like porn for me right now.
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If you can't sleep, just go into a shivasina (I have no idea how to spell that), b/c even if you're not getting your REM the rest is still good for you.
Oh, and Pee Ess! I'm getting a car tomorrow! It's a Honda Fit! *twirls*
(there will totally be picspam once I get it home)
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(my sister is in possession of the converter thingy that lets me put photos on my computer, and she has mono and therefore can't be arsed to go look for it... *grumble*)
Dude, I luurrrrrrrrrrvvvvveeeeee it! It's tiny, even though it's 4-door. It gets +30mpg both city and highway. It's freaking ADORABLE! and as soon as I get the right cord I'll be able to play my ipod on the car radio! *dances*
(PS - new car = totally an excuse for a roadtrip at some point this summer. y/y?)
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I keep few books around specifically to fight off insomnia. The heavy hitter is an archaeology text called The History of Archaeological Thought. When I was trying to read it for class, I ALWAYS fell asleep. Sitting on the bed? Asleep. At desk? Zonk! In the student union, between class? Out cold. (and unlike my classmates, I never fell sleep there.) It reads like a droning professor in a too warm room.
I will never finish that book.
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ps: LONDON. I HATEZ U.
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PS HAHAHAHA *DANCES*
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I went to bed last night at eleven because I had to wake up before five-thirty this morning. Evidently I didn't notice that ten minutes later I was still awake at a quarter after midnight, so when my alarm went off I got up, dressed, went to the baffroom, brushed my hairs and came out to the living room to check my email while I waited for my coffee to finish brewing. I'm so observant that I didn't even notice it was STILL FUCKING DARK OUT or that I did not smell The Best Part of Waking Up. It was only when I turned my computer monitor on and took down my away message on AIM that I noticed the clock in the corner of the screen.
FOUR-THIRTY?
FUCK.
So, yeah, evidently when I changed my alarm time from 7:15 to 5:15 I also conveniently changed the regular time to one-hour ahead. I went back to bed all fully clothed with my hair up and everything and barely noticed when it went off again an hour later. I turned it off with the intent to sleep yet one more hour, but when I was still awake five minutes later I just said, "Fuck it," and got up so I could be at work at six.
Um, the end. I'm sorry it wasn't more inspiring. :\
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Fuck you, Monday. :(
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Dude. I can't believe it's not butter holds, like, my childhood. I don't know why. I just associate it with my youth. Moved onto lurpack nowadays, though. I feel it has a better taste.
I hope sleep claims you soon. If it hasn't already.
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I do not even know what lurpack IS! I guess I will have to learn the ways of your people sometime before AUGUST 22 OMG.
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(it was must less skeevy than it sounds.)
(except, I guess, not really.)
(hi honey!)
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hiiii! *sends love to Boston*
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