It's 02:26 and I'm wide awake, I've tried to go to sleep but it just wont come. Sleeping this night should have been a breeze especially since I had none the night before. So when 09:30 arrives and I haven't gotten any sleep I will have been awake and tired for a little over two days. It's wyred but only 6 hours ago I was nodding on my feet, but I just can't go to bed at 8 in the evening as I know that come 3am I'm going to be as wide awake as a man in a toothpaste commercial and that come 8pm I'll be nodding again, mobius.
There are any number of ways that sleep could come and find me in the form of pills or powders (all shop bought and legit), or by the pint or shot. My sleep, if you could call it that, has been chemically enhanced as of late and now it has to end. You could say that I'm going cold turkey and letting my body find it's own unsupported way to a natural rest.
The route it may have to take may be total physical exhaustion, if it is then that's the way it has to be.
All I can say is, it's a good job I'm unemployed right now so that I can get my act together, find sleep unaided and get ready to re-join the workforce.
Time now, 02:49.
I wander if hot milk with a dash of nutmeg will help?
03:45, NO!
Monday, August 06, 2007
Insomnia, my old friend...(edit)
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Do what the rest of the male population of this planet does and crack one off the wrist my friend. Messy but effective.
And for the benefit of your readers out there in websville (to good I have to share it)... The British are feeling the pinch in relation to the recent terrorist attacks in London and Glasgow and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." Londoners have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out.
Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during the great fire of 1666.
Also, the French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide." The only two higher levels in France are "Surrender" and "Collaborate." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.
It's not only the British and French that are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides." However, they are still taking a four hour dinner break.
The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs." They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbour" and "Lose."
Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.
The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.
The Dutch are too busy getting high, counting diamonds and fornicating to notice. However, police are at a loss for the recent mass disappearance of adolescent blind girls in the area.
At least it's a lovely morning to be awake for ....
Mosquitoes - apparently they don't like Marmite or iron. Therefore copious quantities of aforesaid or Guinness may assist with your itchy problem (hmm, that sounds wrong ...).
As for sleep, go with the flow. D is on a 25 hour or so day, and I get the bed to myself a couple of weeks in every 6. Fighting it makes it worse. I know it makes 'normal' existence difficult, but hey, who wants 'normal'? :)
Oh my stars, IVan.
Try reading a very boring book. But it can't be one that irritates you, because that will keep you awake. Play soft classical music! Read Moby Dick.
Ewww, IVan!
All very excellent suggestions.
Just call me Ishmael. I'm off for a Marmite butty and then to find and wrestle with the white "whale".
Have you ever thought of getting naturally tired, through exercise, and fresh air. And giving the computer monitor a break. Somewhat concerned, obviously you need to adjust, to normality and the humdrum, of everyday life. Other than the splitting of the wrists, which maybe an option for some? at some date.
“Split wrists”, Bitchy, Is that what you'd do, take the cowards way out? I get queezy at the thought of split ends daahling. Nope, if my shit overtakes me I’m booking a flight to Pakistan, heading for the border where they build copies of Soviet small arms, then crossing over the mountains on an ‘ol horse and traditional costume into Afghanistan. Then using the tracking skills I honed in the boy scouts I will hunt down, or at least attempt to hunt down, a certain bearded devil. When I find him (don’t underestimate one of Baden Powell’s boys) I will thrust my warrant card into his face and say, ‘you do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned… oh fuck it!” (cue sound of hidden Tokarev copy unloading in his face). Spit on his still squirming corpse and shout God bless America!
Ed, Having stood in the urinal next to yours when we’ve been out to the pub I would say ‘white whale’ is a good description.
OLPP, don’t read Moby Dick, play with him. And perhaps the final Anne Frank quip was in bad taste. If you strain your ears loud enough you can almost here Mossad cleaning their weapons for me. Sorry guys, I loved Munich, you did a helluva job at payback.
Hey Next Door, I think you’re supposed to spread the marmite on the iron and then knock fuck out of them. Death by sticky Rowenta. Well it worked on my ex-wife. JOKE
Absolute bounders.
How do I turn off anonymous comments?
See, now everything you types makes me think it's a reference to Brit slang for masturbation.
I'd continue, but I need to go read what Ivan has typed lately because I thought he was married to Francesca. What's this ex-wife business?
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