in
fucking
somnia
Well, not so much insomnia actually. This is more in the family of "I've become nocturnal cuz I don't gotsa job". Yeah, it's already gotten scary. Today Itzamna and I couldn't figure out what god damn day it was. Things have gotten very much out of hand.
So now here I am at this wonderful time of morning, wide awake. What I'd like to do is go to bed and get up at like 9am tomorrow (or rather, later on today) so that I don't feel quite so much like a slug, but that's not going to happen. Then again, any chance of that pretty much got destroyed when I got this cold anyway.
Oh, right, the cold: So I guess my body got so pissed that I unplugged it from it's caffeine supply that my immune system went on strike thereby saddling me with the lamest cold ever. I feel shitty and my throat's scratchy and my nose is running, so I guess the germs are doing their job well enough, but all in all it's a pretty weak cold. The infection has barely made it into my lungs, and let me tell you, there's nothing my lungs love more than contagion.
So yeah. Here I am updating my journal with this random rambling nonsense, with 4 Japanese books open in front of me, and yet another ACID project blasting through my headphones, and I can't really concentrate on any of it. See, normally this is the best time of day(night?) for my brain, but because of this ultraweak illness I can't really focus on anything cuz I'm kinda dizzy. So I'll screw around on here for a few minutes, try to clean up some of my samples and move them around in ACID, look up a few more Japanese words and practice drawing a few more Kanji, and then I'm probably going to to play Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town and think about how my life is going absolutely nowhere, and how that fact doesn't even bother me anymore.
YAY!
And yes, all this was important enough to tell you about. See? Isn't your life for ever improved for having read this journal? I thought so.
fucking
somnia
Well, not so much insomnia actually. This is more in the family of "I've become nocturnal cuz I don't gotsa job". Yeah, it's already gotten scary. Today Itzamna and I couldn't figure out what god damn day it was. Things have gotten very much out of hand.
So now here I am at this wonderful time of morning, wide awake. What I'd like to do is go to bed and get up at like 9am tomorrow (or rather, later on today) so that I don't feel quite so much like a slug, but that's not going to happen. Then again, any chance of that pretty much got destroyed when I got this cold anyway.
Oh, right, the cold: So I guess my body got so pissed that I unplugged it from it's caffeine supply that my immune system went on strike thereby saddling me with the lamest cold ever. I feel shitty and my throat's scratchy and my nose is running, so I guess the germs are doing their job well enough, but all in all it's a pretty weak cold. The infection has barely made it into my lungs, and let me tell you, there's nothing my lungs love more than contagion.
So yeah. Here I am updating my journal with this random rambling nonsense, with 4 Japanese books open in front of me, and yet another ACID project blasting through my headphones, and I can't really concentrate on any of it. See, normally this is the best time of day(night?) for my brain, but because of this ultraweak illness I can't really focus on anything cuz I'm kinda dizzy. So I'll screw around on here for a few minutes, try to clean up some of my samples and move them around in ACID, look up a few more Japanese words and practice drawing a few more Kanji, and then I'm probably going to to play Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town and think about how my life is going absolutely nowhere, and how that fact doesn't even bother me anymore.
YAY!
And yes, all this was important enough to tell you about. See? Isn't your life for ever improved for having read this journal? I thought so.
I too suffered from the "insomnia-like" thing... try coding for 3 days straight then going to bed... YOU WET DREAM IN CODE!!!!!!
It is very strange.