Mar 14, 2006 05:21
Yes thats right.. my toungue is numb. While all of you lucky people are in yoru beds happily enjoying slumber I am sitting up. Why? Because I can't sleep, hmmm no you dont say? Its been a problem for awhile, since i barely take my sleeping aides within the last 2 and a half months or so (why Jenn why???) Last night I took one and within an hour I was blissfully whisked away into sleepy land, only to be interupted for sleep and a call from my ex wondeing why his brother was asking him about male enhancement products (My fault? No way!! Crazy Dan) When I awoke this morning I felt likeI was going through a srious Nyquil haze and got ready for work in oh.. 15 minutes. Once I woke up though I was completely happy and chipper, bouncing around like a goddamn squirrel (Go me !!) Thought hours later my good mood was to be ruined by strange adominal pain, yes it sucks to me me some days folks. They arent bad but slighhtly bothersome... they come and go, hopefully by tomorrow they will be a thing of the past.
Anywho, its like 5:30 in the morning and even though I feel like passing out I cant... this totally blows. I bit one of my sleepy pills in half just a few minutes ago (I'm too lazy to go get a knife) because well i dont want to sleep uuntil tomorrow night (My night off, if you want me call me). Thats why my tongue is umb, its a strange thing and it is what has inspired this long ass livejournal post from yours truely.
My mind has been running rampant lately, not like its unusual for me but well, you all understand these things. I'm trying to put life into perspective, and realizing really not all that much has changed. I'm where I was last december only with the realization that half the time I forgot what was going on in my life, be it relationship crap or other general things I needed to do. See how my brain works? Its an insane thing sometimes and even frustrates me, but unfortunately I need the psacey brain that has been provided for me and I can't go get a transplant (Poop).
I could go on all night folks, really I mean it.... damnit... i dont want to lie back down.. I know I'm just going to think abot things for as long as it takes for the happy sleep to envelope me and I really hate to think. I want a new brain, my tummy hurts and in some aspects I am made completely morose by my life.
Sometimes I truely hate everyone but I realize that if some of you werent here Id have noone to go driving with, complain about the self-obsessed with at the coffee shop or even just hangabout with and watch tv (wow my life is boring!!!)
Anywho, I guess I shall relent to my foggy mind and try to lie down for what i think is the third time tonight, best wishes to most of you and hope i talk to you soon
The Niffah has spoken (Dig it suckers)