Insomnia
To sleep, perchance to
FUCKING SLEEP!
What does it mean?
What does it feel like
to sleep, perchance to dream
Without taking a Tylenol PM
or to wake up and not scream
when perchance I look at the clock
and again my friend
it is 4am.
No, seriously, I not only switched my AD to the morning I cut it in half. Soon I'll just be snorting the dust out of the bottle, that's how little of this AD I'm taking and also apparently how powerful it is. I've been feeling kind of melancholy lately; wondering if cutting it down really has that fast of a cause and effect on my system or if I'm just feeling the blahs for no real reason. Also, I AM sleeping quite a bit better; I am waking up at the more normal hours of 6 -7 am now. I still have to take something to get to sleep, but it's better.
My weekend was kind of shit thanks to last Friday's time in the fun zone but I'm better now. I called LAUSD yesterday and they said to FAX them my 'incident report' in writing. So I wrote one of my super articulate letters that basically said "Those motherfucking kids at that motherfucking school are motherfucking nuts and I ain't going back no matter what!" Funny, my version sounded so much better. I have yet to hear from them, but I am sure I will have to call THEM to find out if I am allowed to avoid that hellhole.
I'm addicted to wasting time on that stupid Facebook. I RUE THE DAY I got on there, I swear. I'm about to pick my five favorite pieces of lint soon; I can't stop playing their little games and quizzes and picking my five favorites of everything.
This Saturday night I am going to see Bill Maher at the Universal Amphitheater. I don't think it's called that anymore; I think it's called The Gibson Amphitheater - but whatever. I saw Bill once (we ARE on a first name basis thank you) at a very small comedy club in Pasadena and I seriously thought I was having a stroke I laughed so hard. He is brilliant at stand-up and God knows I could use some laughs right now.
I'm getting freaked out that the government keeps bailing out small countries - I mean AIG - and every other bank - right and left. Where are they getting this money? I mean seriously. Are they printing it up at the Treasury? Are they going to run out of ink like I did with my printer last night? Is the dollar going to become totally worthless soon and we'll be taking in wheelbarrows full of money to buy a loaf of bread at the market? What is that inflation? Deflation? Hell, I'm scared of it all.
S thinks her blogs are boring. She's got nothing on me. Here's boring for you: On Saturday my two spoiled rotten cats are going to be 14 years old. No, we're not having a party. Every freakin' day is a party for them. It does make me sad that another year of their little lives has passed. I hope they live to 19 or so. But naturally I want them healthy. I think '14' years? Wow, that went quickly.
I've been watching a LOT of movies lately. Nothing has really impressed me. Oh I did see one film I do highly recommend called "I've Loved You For So Long" with Kristen Scott Thomas (formerly in the English Patient). It's in French and it's a rather somber piece about a woman who's just gotten out of prison after 15 years (I won't tell you why she was in but it's devastating) and it's beautifully acted and written. I love French films. The French don't feel the need to drop giant emotional anvils on you every 30 seconds in their films. I'm considering watching that piece of teenage tripe, "Twilight." Why? I don't know. Sick curiosity. I've all but lost total interest in TV and oddly enough haven't been reading at all. I definitely think that had to do with the AD which made me feel like I had ADHD and I wonder how long I can go in this sentence just using these abbreviations. Seriously, it's like I haven't been able to concentrate on things for very long. I hate thinking something is fucking with my brain chemistry like that.
To end this blog on a totally boring and self-serving note, I had the WORST allergy attack today and my head feels like it's full of lead. I'm going to find some aspirin or climb under the covers.
4 comments:
How is it that we're not Facebook friends?!?
I took a friend to see Twilight because she had recently broken up with her boyfriend and I thought it would be good for her to see a terrible movie to take her mind off it. I'm not sure it did the trick, but it certainly was bad. Somehow it got better as it went along, though--like it was filmed in sequence and the director got better as the movie went along.
More interesting than mine.
Have fun at BM. I'd like to see a show one of these days. it's been ages.
and yes, facebook is a huge timewaster but i got nothing but time.
I share your fears about the bailouts and the fact that we're just printing up the money. I believe we're sleepwalking into a huger disaster than what we have now. But you know, that's just my usual negative self ~
wow, you've covered a lot of ground today.
it sounds like your AD may not be working. you may need to talk to your doctor about it. is it abilify? it's been doing wonders for me. it's been a very long time since my emotions have been on an even keel. but then again, i take it in conjunction with zoloft, so that could have something to do with it, i'm not sure.
hopefully you won't ever have to go back to that shithole school again. no wonder the education system in this country is crap~~there's no discipline in the schools anymore. you and i remember that back in the day you didn't want to be brought before the principal because it was like being brought before the Almighty Himself. but not now. kids are fearless now. and i think a lot of that has to do with the parents~~if you administer even just a hint of discipline, they come running accusing you of abuse and all. (that is, if they come running, because a lot of these kids' parents are absent and don't give a shit until you administer discpline.)
i haven't been to facebook in a while. i don't have the time lately.
happy birthday to the kitties.
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