I can't sleep - Last night I couldn't sleep - Friday night I couldn't sleep - Thursday night I couldn't sleep. Over the last 4 days, I've been averaging about 3 & 1/2 hours of sleep per night (more accurately early to mid-morning).
It's 5 in the morning on Monday (I post-dated this entry because I'm still convinced that it's Sunday until I can fall asleep). I keep making valiant efforts to get to sleep, but it just doesn't seem to be working. I go to bed at a reasonable hour and just lie there for what seems to be an eternity before I give up and head back out to try and medicate myself to get to the land of dream.
It doesn't fucking work. Since 3AM, I've consumed 1 Valium, 1 T3, 2 Benadryl, and 4 glasses of Staroplzenecky Absinthe - I'm still wide fucking awake, and coherent enough to type this.
I don't even have the benefit of Abraham Lincoln and a wise-cracking beaver to keep me company in my deprivation (ala the PhRMA ads)- All I have is a flatulent Labrador at my foot and a soused wop snoring away on the couch and reeking up the living room.
I was fucking robbed. Where's my Dead President and anthropomorphic mammal? If I got to pick, I'd totally go with Teddy Roosevelt and a platypus with an Ulster Scottish dialect. That would so fucking rock.
I really do need sleep. Fuck.
3 comments:
I'll send you fresh pages from the dissertation. Problem solved.
Exercise always works for me. That and TV golf.
Suggesting exercise and TV Golf?!?!? You really want our friend to shoot something!
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