a thousand apologies...
...haven't been in the mood to blog lately.
...sleep is messed up again.
...when sleep is messed up i get cranky and mean
...yes, i know, this is different than well-rested me how exactly?
...well take normal nasty me, soak him in vinegar, remove the smidgeon of common sense that rattles around in his head, fork his tongue and give him mildly frightening auditory and visual halluciations. oh and completely dislodge the brain to mouth filter that was teetering on the point of collapse anyway.
...that's how it's different.
...sleep is messed up again.
...when sleep is messed up i get cranky and mean
...yes, i know, this is different than well-rested me how exactly?
...well take normal nasty me, soak him in vinegar, remove the smidgeon of common sense that rattles around in his head, fork his tongue and give him mildly frightening auditory and visual halluciations. oh and completely dislodge the brain to mouth filter that was teetering on the point of collapse anyway.
...that's how it's different.
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you're pickled?
mmmm pickles.
My brain is beginning to feel pickled. But I guess that comes with sleep disorders.
Oh that's so me this morning.
I have a sleep disorder too.
It's called work.
I hope you get some adequate rest soon. :)
thanks A*.
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