I fought sleeping some as a child, and have trouble with it as an adult. Sadly, I no longer find life that interesting, in the main.
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Laura, what's up with yer old man?
Why won't my baby sleep anymore????
She wants to stare at her pretty mama.
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She's going for world domination through (your) sleep deprivation, Aimee. She's just young enough to still think mama is the whole world.
Silly baby. I am already conquered and would make a far better slave if she'd let me sleep.
Laura, what's up with yer old man?
He seems somewhat more comfortable today, but it could be the drugs. We went and had the CT scan this morning. The doctor that writes the impressions was not available yet, but the tech told us it was kidney stones. My 18 years of being helpful to doctors has paid off with none of them billing me for their services. I'm quite grateful.
sings gently to Emma
Emma has determined that the world is an interesting place, and not something she wants to sleep through. She'll get over it...well, eventually.
I think I was afraid I'd miss something interesting.
I was like this until I graduated from college-the-first-time. It was at its worst in college, when I would pull all-nighters once a week on average to catch up on socializing or reading or thinking or writing or...
Now, the need for sleep hits me like a truck, and it cannot be denied. I think wistfully of my bed and my cat when I'm tired and not at home.
I guess I'm officially old now.