Birthday
So, yesterday was my birthday, but I wasn't really in the mood for it as I'd had about 2 and half hours sleep, due to a combination of the heat keeping me awake, and finding one of these ugly motherfuckers outside my apartment. Apparently, they're called toilet crickets, which just doesn't seem to do them justice. Anyway, it sent me into intense scratching mode, in which I spent much of the insomnia having weird thoughts about insects crawling all over my skin, resulting in much jumping around scratching myself.
Yesterday was a day for much imbibing of sugar. First, though I had to jack myself up on greasy food (I had a mad craving for salty chips - sleep deprivation actually makes me seriously hungry) so I went to Village Vanguard with Tommy and ate a fish burger with an excellent pepper, tomato and courgette salsa sauce on it. Then there was ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins:
Afterwards I made spooky looking cups of coffee out of dry ice. I didn't drink them though, as the coffee at work is made of evil.
Later, my student brought a selection of manju (pictures later) and we stuffed our faces in class. Then I hit the bar after work. Loads of people came down to say hello and have a drink, which was unexpectedly nice. I conked out at about 1am and went to bed, and fell asleep listening to one of the many playlists on my iPod. So, 6 hours sleep today, which is about normal.
After the sleep problems of May and June, I thought I'd managed to find the cure for the sleeplessness. Seeing as my brain was racing full of thoughts, I decided to start writing down all the stuff that was flying about, which it turned out, once it was captured, was just boring day to day stuff. Anyway, it worked for 2 weeks. (It may also have had something to do with not getting out of bed on Monday until 5pm, and then getting back in it at 11pm.)
Yesterday was a day for much imbibing of sugar. First, though I had to jack myself up on greasy food (I had a mad craving for salty chips - sleep deprivation actually makes me seriously hungry) so I went to Village Vanguard with Tommy and ate a fish burger with an excellent pepper, tomato and courgette salsa sauce on it. Then there was ice cream cake from Baskin Robbins:
Afterwards I made spooky looking cups of coffee out of dry ice. I didn't drink them though, as the coffee at work is made of evil.
Later, my student brought a selection of manju (pictures later) and we stuffed our faces in class. Then I hit the bar after work. Loads of people came down to say hello and have a drink, which was unexpectedly nice. I conked out at about 1am and went to bed, and fell asleep listening to one of the many playlists on my iPod. So, 6 hours sleep today, which is about normal.
After the sleep problems of May and June, I thought I'd managed to find the cure for the sleeplessness. Seeing as my brain was racing full of thoughts, I decided to start writing down all the stuff that was flying about, which it turned out, once it was captured, was just boring day to day stuff. Anyway, it worked for 2 weeks. (It may also have had something to do with not getting out of bed on Monday until 5pm, and then getting back in it at 11pm.)