Sleepless Nonsense
It's 5 a.m. and I'm still up. The sun is starting to brighten the sky slightly. Dawn is nice, but I think I prefer dusk. Probably along the same lines of reasoning as to why I like to go to sleep better than wake up. Or something. This entry may not make much sense.
Damn birds are chirping now. It's the nightengale! No, it's the freaking lark!
So.. why am I not asleep? It's not that I haven't tried. I've laid down twice now, and just can't do it. Too much on my mind. I'm really nervous about talking to my parents about the move. They should be calling me today and that's when I plan to tell them. And I can't get it off my mind, thus, no sleep.
I don't know why I'm worrying so much really. I know what I'm going to say, I just have no idea what THEY are going to say. I know that I should not be bothered at all, but I still can't help from thinking about it constantly.
I feel like Doogie Howser. Remember his computer diary? I remember how cool it sounded when he would click the keys. That's how I sound right now. Me, M.D.
And then of course there's the other stuff with moving. Like how in the heck are we going to all this crap to Ohio??? Just the car is not enough. We have a bed, futon, huge tv, two computers (and possibly desks if we don't leave them behind), and all the little stuff that adds up so quickly. I looked into rental trucks and the cheapest one is about $750 plus all the gas to get the glugger there. Well, if we had that kind of money, we wouldn't have to move. We have NO money. At all. So who knows. We'll see what my parents say. I'm nervous.
Max has been sleeping for hours. Lucky bastard.
Talked to Misty earlier tonight. She's funny. Oh, and will too. Same.
The sky is now lighter. Stupid sun.
I have to clean the house today. It's messy. Jim comes Monday. Evening. Have a lot to do before then. I hope we have money for food.
Nacho is sleeping on the chair next to me. Lucky bastard.
Been thinking of taking a couple of my sleeping pills, but then I really will sleep all day, and the problem is not that I'm not tired, but I can't stop thinking. It has been like this for days. Almost a week now.
I hate waiting the worst. We've decided we're moving. But we have to wait to do it. Not like we're ready at this very moment anyway, but still. One more month of rent to pay. Nacho will hate the trip. Poor kitty. Have to get him a new travel box and harness. And catnip. That makes him happy and sleepy. I wonder if catnip would make ME sleepy. Sleepier.
Crap, now I have the hiccups too.
Wanted to take Jim to Six Flags. Not sure now because of the monies. But at least now Max and I would not be buying season passes since we're certainly not going to be around to go more than once.
I'm starting to feel a little less tired now. Second wind, perhaps? I'd really rather just sleep. I like sleeping. But if I do manage to stay up, I'll probably start cleaning... or just watch tv 'til I crash on the couch.
This is too much.
Damn birds are chirping now. It's the nightengale! No, it's the freaking lark!
So.. why am I not asleep? It's not that I haven't tried. I've laid down twice now, and just can't do it. Too much on my mind. I'm really nervous about talking to my parents about the move. They should be calling me today and that's when I plan to tell them. And I can't get it off my mind, thus, no sleep.
I don't know why I'm worrying so much really. I know what I'm going to say, I just have no idea what THEY are going to say. I know that I should not be bothered at all, but I still can't help from thinking about it constantly.
I feel like Doogie Howser. Remember his computer diary? I remember how cool it sounded when he would click the keys. That's how I sound right now. Me, M.D.
And then of course there's the other stuff with moving. Like how in the heck are we going to all this crap to Ohio??? Just the car is not enough. We have a bed, futon, huge tv, two computers (and possibly desks if we don't leave them behind), and all the little stuff that adds up so quickly. I looked into rental trucks and the cheapest one is about $750 plus all the gas to get the glugger there. Well, if we had that kind of money, we wouldn't have to move. We have NO money. At all. So who knows. We'll see what my parents say. I'm nervous.
Max has been sleeping for hours. Lucky bastard.
Talked to Misty earlier tonight. She's funny. Oh, and will too. Same.
The sky is now lighter. Stupid sun.
I have to clean the house today. It's messy. Jim comes Monday. Evening. Have a lot to do before then. I hope we have money for food.
Nacho is sleeping on the chair next to me. Lucky bastard.
Been thinking of taking a couple of my sleeping pills, but then I really will sleep all day, and the problem is not that I'm not tired, but I can't stop thinking. It has been like this for days. Almost a week now.
I hate waiting the worst. We've decided we're moving. But we have to wait to do it. Not like we're ready at this very moment anyway, but still. One more month of rent to pay. Nacho will hate the trip. Poor kitty. Have to get him a new travel box and harness. And catnip. That makes him happy and sleepy. I wonder if catnip would make ME sleepy. Sleepier.
Crap, now I have the hiccups too.
Wanted to take Jim to Six Flags. Not sure now because of the monies. But at least now Max and I would not be buying season passes since we're certainly not going to be around to go more than once.
I'm starting to feel a little less tired now. Second wind, perhaps? I'd really rather just sleep. I like sleeping. But if I do manage to stay up, I'll probably start cleaning... or just watch tv 'til I crash on the couch.
This is too much.