If I ever had a late night radio show, that was going to be one of my catchphrases. It's based on something the mother says in Sam Levinson's "A Hike in New York City ( Read more... )

Woke up because I thought I heard music and that this Meant Something, if only that my PC was randomly playing media files and probably bothering the neighbors. As far as I can tell, what I heard was my neighbor's wind chimes as masked by several dozen air conditioners ( Read more... )

I am:

1. Up at 5 am on a Saturday, and
2. Rebuilding my PC. I had a bad scare when it told me one of my DVDs was bad, but with a quick polish on my shirt, it resumed processing.

I'm rebuilding the PC because I can, and because it hasn't been rebuilt in four years. Time for a fresh start ( Read more... )

Bad sleep, bad dreams.

Got to work on time, which, considering the night I had, is really remarkable.

My external backup drive is telling me it isn't formatted and asking whether I want to format it. This is ominous. I am running WD diagnostics on it now. ( Incidental and very minor S4 DW spoiler )

It is four am.

I have been waking every half hour since midnight.

There was a creepy bug in the bathroom.

I can't stand this.

I'm up at 5, and, for a wonder, actually feel pretty good.

I listed out stressors in my journal last night and came up with a good fifteen, ranging from the trivial to the deeply worrying.  I'm using the light box tonight and hopefully that plus some deliberate relaxation time will help me regain some kind of serenity ( Read more... )

I can only assume that I have screwed up my sleep schedule something rotten by sleeping late this week.  Not even NyQuil is enough to knock me out.  And, aside from one cup of tea at about 7 pm, I haven't had any caffeine.  I don't even think I finished that cup of tea ( Read more... )

Awake, and chipper, despite being even sicker (technically) than yesterday:  my chest hurts a bit when I breathe, and my nose is starting to get stopped up.  I'm starting to think that my good mood is a bit insane.

Awake, but with nothing in particular to do.  I have a copy of Elizabeth Peters's Laughter of Dead Kings, and Elizabeth Willey's The ( Read more... )