Last night I remembered I had some Xanax, and this morning I fully understand while people become addicted. Best sleep I've had in weeks. I actually feel AWAKE.
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I woke up at 5AM and stumbled around moaning "WHY IS IT SO DARK? WHY DO I FEEL LIKE I'M DYING?" for a few minutes before I thought to look at a clock.
DH bought this stupid projection clock so I have a big red LED numbers projected on the ceiling. It's bad enough tossing and turning and rolling over to see the clock. When it's staring down at you in giant red numbers, UGH.
So I either have anemia, testicular cancer, or chronic laziness.
Except I didn't oversleep. The whole problem is that I woke up early. So I think I'm safe from testicular cancer.
Things need to stop breaking before I've had a chance to finish my coffee.
There's a big company-wide announcement in ten minutes. Nobody will say what it's about. This can't be good.
Went to sleep last night without narcotic assistance. Been a while. The ER visit has already been worth the $75 copay. My bar's not high.
Probably it's not a pizza party, huh.
Maybe I have testicular cancer. I got home from work yesterday and slept for two hours, then went to bed at ten and got up at seven. And I could totally nap right now.
Nah, I think I just have The Lazies.
DH bought this stupid projection clock so I have a big red LED numbers projected on the ceiling. It's bad enough tossing and turning and rolling over to see the clock. When it's staring down at you in giant red numbers, UGH.
Cashmere, you are an amazingly tolerant wife.
There's a big company-wide announcement in ten minutes. Nobody will say what it's about. This can't be good.
Oh, Tom. That sucks. Today is not going to be a banner day in Buffistatown.