Sleep deprivation has once again reared it's ugly, grumpy, bloodshot face. I can't pin it to one correctable factor: it's work, it's my life outside of work, it's my future, it's taxes owed, it's the lack of productive writing recently, it's the white trash couple that stays up till 1 AM screaming at each other, it's the creaking boards in the bedroom above me, where they seem to wake up at 5 AM every morning, it's the yap dog next door, it's the long list of tasks that pile up during the week, the list that I remember in the first thirty seconds after waking up, like a goddamned Outlook reminder going off in my head.
It's the fact that I dragged my ass into work at the crack of dawn this morning to attend a long series of meetings, forced to stand because the ferry was packed to the bloody gills, only to discover two out of three meetings were postponed/canceled at the last minute.
I shouldn't complain. It's unmanly.
Suck it up, you skinny little shit.
"Grandma? Is that you?"
Sleep deprivation makes me delusional. And homicidal.
I must remember what the Good Book says. Namely:
Don't Panic.
Well on the plus side, I have been given a small treasure trove of silly cat pictures. I will share one of them with you now:
It's the fact that I dragged my ass into work at the crack of dawn this morning to attend a long series of meetings, forced to stand because the ferry was packed to the bloody gills, only to discover two out of three meetings were postponed/canceled at the last minute.
I shouldn't complain. It's unmanly.
Suck it up, you skinny little shit.
"Grandma? Is that you?"
Sleep deprivation makes me delusional. And homicidal.
I must remember what the Good Book says. Namely:
Don't Panic.
Well on the plus side, I have been given a small treasure trove of silly cat pictures. I will share one of them with you now:
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I'm glad you get irrationally attached to inanimate objects. I believe it's a symptom of a creative mind. What's your most attached to inanimate object?