Adulthood seems to just be an endless state of tiredness punctuated by sleep. I cannot say that I enjoy or recommend it.

For the most part I have been really careful about sleep, especially when I was working shifts and by necessity was getting a lot less sleep and less quality sleep, so I was very protective of the sleep I was getting at the time ( Read more... )

I jinxed myself by loudly declaring my intention to go to bed early and be rested. My darling parents' godawful guest bedroom decided to turn itself into a Chamber of A Thousand Tortures, unaided by the fact that I developed a headache (likely from the wine at dinner) which felt like someone was sticking a hot poker into my right eye. Two nights in ( Read more... )