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Dec. 7th, 2005 12:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideI am so utterly tired, I don't know what to do.
I mean, I know I should be asleep, but I'm so tired, that I don't think I can go to sleep just yet. Also, very dehydrated.
Today was a really good day, though. Despite the craptastic night of sleep (and ensuing nightmares), I made it through the day fairly well. In fact, around 2 I hit some weird sleep-deprived endorphin-rush and I skipped to Jeff's office and topic-boomerang'd while he somewhat helplessly kept laughing at me. He was particularly focused on some dense work so I think my interruption was startling. I was seriously bouncing up and down. He kept shaking his head and saying he doesn't understand my energy level.
I'd just made some real progress on something that'd been stuck in my craw for some time, and Bill came by with a new budding project that I think particularly suits what I like to do, and I tackled a short graphics project for Lisa. So I felt nice and productive. Then I left for French and that went well. I got myself and Jeff magnetic poetry sets in French and Spanish, respectively. I figured we could stick them on our shelf/locker thingies and amuse ourselves when we needed amusing. And I got my book on architectural trim, so I'm all inspired-like for the condo. I'm considering wainscoting for the dining room. We shall see.
Then after French I swung by Safeway for some green leaf lettuce and apple pie. Jeanne and I met at Judy's for a night of gluttony and Firefly. Three types of potatoes were consumed. And there was ice cream. It was SO GOOD.
We knitted and watched Firefly and I think I could have died happy at that point. I'd prefer to go out on a high note--and ice cream, good friends, and Firefly are pretty up there.
But now I'm really, really tired. I'm going to try to go to sleep soon, but it won't be enough, and it'll be tossed and turned and filled with weird dreams (I've found that the Lunesta ads are making me slightly homicidal, lately) and then tomorrow is another full day. As is Thursday. Friday is so full that I'm a little nervous about surviving it. Saturday I'll actually be able to sleep in (at least until late afternoon). But I won't be able to, because there's going to be all the packing to do that I haven't done in a couple of days.
And my hair is driving me insane, but I had to reschedule my goddamn haircut again, this time for Sunday. I may just take my office scissors to them tomorrow. I think the sheer weight of it is keeping me in low-grade headaches and it's always in my way, but if I ponytail it, I get blinding ponytail headaches. So that's not good.
Okay, going to try to sleep. But I think Hobbes is annoyed I was gone for so long today because he keeps attacking things and running from room to room and jumping up and down. Crazy animal.
I mean, I know I should be asleep, but I'm so tired, that I don't think I can go to sleep just yet. Also, very dehydrated.
Today was a really good day, though. Despite the craptastic night of sleep (and ensuing nightmares), I made it through the day fairly well. In fact, around 2 I hit some weird sleep-deprived endorphin-rush and I skipped to Jeff's office and topic-boomerang'd while he somewhat helplessly kept laughing at me. He was particularly focused on some dense work so I think my interruption was startling. I was seriously bouncing up and down. He kept shaking his head and saying he doesn't understand my energy level.
I'd just made some real progress on something that'd been stuck in my craw for some time, and Bill came by with a new budding project that I think particularly suits what I like to do, and I tackled a short graphics project for Lisa. So I felt nice and productive. Then I left for French and that went well. I got myself and Jeff magnetic poetry sets in French and Spanish, respectively. I figured we could stick them on our shelf/locker thingies and amuse ourselves when we needed amusing. And I got my book on architectural trim, so I'm all inspired-like for the condo. I'm considering wainscoting for the dining room. We shall see.
Then after French I swung by Safeway for some green leaf lettuce and apple pie. Jeanne and I met at Judy's for a night of gluttony and Firefly. Three types of potatoes were consumed. And there was ice cream. It was SO GOOD.
We knitted and watched Firefly and I think I could have died happy at that point. I'd prefer to go out on a high note--and ice cream, good friends, and Firefly are pretty up there.
But now I'm really, really tired. I'm going to try to go to sleep soon, but it won't be enough, and it'll be tossed and turned and filled with weird dreams (I've found that the Lunesta ads are making me slightly homicidal, lately) and then tomorrow is another full day. As is Thursday. Friday is so full that I'm a little nervous about surviving it. Saturday I'll actually be able to sleep in (at least until late afternoon). But I won't be able to, because there's going to be all the packing to do that I haven't done in a couple of days.
And my hair is driving me insane, but I had to reschedule my goddamn haircut again, this time for Sunday. I may just take my office scissors to them tomorrow. I think the sheer weight of it is keeping me in low-grade headaches and it's always in my way, but if I ponytail it, I get blinding ponytail headaches. So that's not good.
Okay, going to try to sleep. But I think Hobbes is annoyed I was gone for so long today because he keeps attacking things and running from room to room and jumping up and down. Crazy animal.
