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2008-04-08

Can't sleep

Up this late sucks on a night before a morning I have to get up a half hour early to get to work so I can beat people to the punch because I know some things are going to break because we are all under a huge crunch and people have come right out and said that they are throwing things together to get them out the door which means they are going to break. This means that I will be dragging ass in to work early to fix the things that other people have thrown at me which is kind of why I work there but it still doesn't mean that I have to like it. But I do kind of like it.

I listened to one side of one of the books on tape. It is about a murder in The Hamtons. I'm so freaking sick of New York and they send me a book about a murder in rich New Yorker central. How appropriate. I listing to the whole damn thing. I'm going to hate hearing about New York just that little bit more when it is all over. I like people from New York They are OK folk, the one's I've met. I'm just sick of everything in the media being about New York or California. I'm frigging tired of it.

Oh, the book has a bit about basketball in it too. Did I mention that I'm not in to basketball? I don't have a problem with basketball, the sport, other than you have to be a genetic freak to be any good. That might be true with most sports. I get irate when basketball figures get caught with guns and drugs and make our children think all that mess is cool. They should have to give all the money back when they screw up. If you go to prison before your contract is up, or five years after we fire you, you get to keep minimum wage salary and we get the rest back.

I'm going to be grumpy tomorrow. Tomorrow, hell, in four hours. All I can think about is coffee. I had a glass of over carbonated Mountain Dew earlier in the evening. It seems to have jammed my sleep switch in off like bubble gum in a padlock. I am just now starting to feel better after an entire week of feeling like crap. For the first time in a long time I was hungry enough to finish a full meal. It isn't like I've lost any weight. I have energy for the most part. Right now that seems more like a bad thing than a good thing.

Insomnia blogging. That site is not quite what I was looking for. I found that and a bunch of doctors' cyber-shingles. And some other stuff.

Google 24/7 and you get 3.42857143.


What I have tonight is a single night of lack of sleep. I'll get over it. Insomnia is a prolonged thing. Noise, caffeine, stress, Worrying about Elle traveling all over the place, worrying about friends having troubles I can't really help with. It is all a rich tapestry of lies, ignorance and deceit that we call truth.

Off to bed. Maybe if I dream of sleeping, I'll end up with eight hours yet.

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