Sleep deprivation...
I startled awake at 2:45 a.m. in the midst of a most fucked up dream. Its leading men (yes, plural) all worthy of steamy angst-ridden lust, yet I cringe at how lame I feel about it. Numero Uno - I can honestly say that I don't think I've ever conjured a dream about a celebrity and Numero Deuce - It makes me feel like a giddy 15 year old. Granted, the subject matter was much more akin to a X Rating, but I digress. I do know now from where the subject matter entered my subconscious but how two of the (for less of a better term) "characters" stuck with it and turned it so raunchy, I give only to my need for escape. That, and graphic fiction.
Now, I'm stuck. I started reading (yesterday at the office) a work that I stumbled on quite by accident. I went into it thinking it was (at this point) complete. Alas, it's not and I'm left hanging on wanting more. It was said fiction that fueled my dream and I finished the last completed chapter a little over an hour ago - a mere 8.5 hours after I awoke.
I'm in desperate need of a nap, but quite afraid to indulge. I need to go to the grocery and get items to make a dip to take to a house gathering tonight, but I don't think I can manage that. But, if I don't, the cream cheese will not have had time to warm to room temperature to make said dip. On the other hand, if I don't get a nap, I'm completely and thoroughly fucked for the remainder of the day and it will be likely that I wouldn't even make it to said gathering. And it's not in my character to disappoint.
This all leads me back to the fact that I don't think I could nap right now if I tried. My over-active imagination is running rampant.
Now, I'm stuck. I started reading (yesterday at the office) a work that I stumbled on quite by accident. I went into it thinking it was (at this point) complete. Alas, it's not and I'm left hanging on wanting more. It was said fiction that fueled my dream and I finished the last completed chapter a little over an hour ago - a mere 8.5 hours after I awoke.
I'm in desperate need of a nap, but quite afraid to indulge. I need to go to the grocery and get items to make a dip to take to a house gathering tonight, but I don't think I can manage that. But, if I don't, the cream cheese will not have had time to warm to room temperature to make said dip. On the other hand, if I don't get a nap, I'm completely and thoroughly fucked for the remainder of the day and it will be likely that I wouldn't even make it to said gathering. And it's not in my character to disappoint.
This all leads me back to the fact that I don't think I could nap right now if I tried. My over-active imagination is running rampant.