Steph, you can consider me your partner in insomnia, although mine won't hit until later (after I've gone to bed). I haven't had a decent night's sleep in almost 2 months, and the only thing I'm allowed to take for it is Benadryl.

Go downstairs right now, missy.

Hee! Spectral Bovine-lad called me missy.

I have now had two glasses of water, made my lunch for tomorrow, and talked to Pete on the phone (who said, "You sound tipsy. Silly girl.")

I haven't had a decent night's sleep in almost 2 months, and the only thing I'm allowed to take for it is Benadryl.

Oh, poor Burrell. I know how you feel. There isn't anything else you can take?

Sneaking in under the wire to say happy birthday, Laura!

And man, I married a good cook. Who'd have thought that rhubarb, French breakfast radishes*, heritage carrots**, and merlot-soaked dried mushrooms would do so many favors to ground venison? He did.

(*) - Green skin, white flesh that shades to deep red. A nice bite when raw and sweet when cooked.

(**) - Red skin with orange and yellow insides. Lovely, mild taste. Better than normal carrots, IMNSHO.

I am Teppy's resentful awake brain.

Hop on IM for a minute, and I'll send you some Miles Davis.

There isn't anything else you can take?

Nope. Barbituates and pregnancy turn out to be non-mixy things.

Nope. Barbituates and pregnancy turn out to be non-mixy things.

::crosses pregnancy off Fun Things To Do list::

Nope. Barbituates and pregnancy turn out to be non-mixy things.

Argh. And the warm milk or chamomile tea tricks aren't making dents, either, I take it?

well, drinking large volumes of liquid before bed is really just a recipe for waking up even sooner, since my bladder right now is being squished beyond any useful measure.

Theraflu tastes like wombat urine.

Theraflu tastes like wombat urine.

The things I learn from Buffistas. Can't say as I've ever tried wombat urine myself.