The Bounty
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I stayed up all night last night -- after some posts here, I went on to reëngage with Facebook from which I'd taken an even longer break. Layout's changed again, of course, and I snickered at Facebook's feeble attempts at finally instituting custom privacy filters. LiveJournal, mi amor, you do it so much better. And I expect FB's leaky content to remain incontinent. It's still badly designed, unreadable, and unintuitive junk I only put up with to stay in touch with people who don't know any better. (No offence to any FB lovers reading intended).
But anyway, I stayed up, and I was buzzed. This may seem insignificant to those of you who remember me pulling constant hypomanic all-nighters in the past, but while I am still affected by insomnia, during my downturn I'd been staying awake but feeling constantly tired, slumping and nodding off in the middle of supposedly engaging activities. I'd cut down on my caffeine consumption to dial down the jitters it might be contributing to my anxious self, and between the anti-anxiety and anti-depressant meds with various soporific side-effects I have been napping like a restless cat.
But last night? Delicious, sharp wakefulness, arousal circuitry engaged. Getting that long confessional post off my chest is paradoxically allowing me to move on and feel good. Talked to, read about, and otherwise heard from so many people I've missed, and just couldn't stop bursting out into booming evil megalomaniacal overlord laughter smiling. Yay!
As a downside, of course, I didn't pass out until 11 am and I slept all day today, but it's not like I had any plans except maybe writing more. Rrrrawwwr!