Category: sleeplessness
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snxxx
Sat down in the recliner, caught up on the day’s news (Ferguson in flames, university frat houses chock full o’ rapists; I don’t know how you feel about it, but sometimes I think it’d almost be a relief to go back to the days of the cold war and have nuclear Armageddon hanging over our Read.
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face dive
Sean is flying in tonight to stay with us for Thanksgiving. His plane will be landing some time around eleven o’clock, which means B won’t bring him home from the airport until maybe around midnight, which means I probably won’t see him because I woke up shortly after three o’clock this morning and haven’t gotten Read.
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super massive snow storm
Just for the record, yesterday we had the first SUPER MASSIVE SNOW STORM OF THE YEAR that everybody talked about as if it was the end of the world, and when we went out to our car at the end of the work day, it turned out there was maybe an inch or two of Read.
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witness for the boredom
Ugh, I’ve been up half the night because of a recurring dream in which I’m interviewing witnesses for a court case, which wouldn’t be so bad if it was an interesting case, but it was about something so boring and stupid that I don’t even remember what it was. Every time I woke up I Read.
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a visit from the axe murderer
We had a visit from the axe murderer the other night. We were both very sure he was there. He creeps into our house every so often with his double-bladed war axe that drips with the blood of his victims, at least one of which he killed just minutes before he broke into our little Read.
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tag
For two hours this morning I played tag with Bonkers the cat, who thinks I have been put on this earth for just two reasons: To feed him, and to provide him with a warm lap that he may curl up on for hours and hours. Whoops! Three things: And, to scratch his ears. He Read.
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brokeback
I don’t know what I did to wrench my back, but whatever I did to it, it’s still pretty mad at me. I crawled into bed early last night, around eight-thirty, because my back felt best when I was lying flat on it. Sitting up, even in the recliner, was not making it feel better Read.
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misfire
I woke up out of a sound sleep, rolled over to see what time it was, got out of bed because it was five o’clock, the time I normally feed the cats, thinking that I’ll just put a dollop of food in their dishes, then go back to bed. I thought it was Saturday. I Read.
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surrender
A small mammal ran through the rain gutter at about three o’clock this morning. I assume it was a mammal, anyway. Wasn’t a lizard. Could’ve been a bird, I suppose, but it ran awfully fast when it hit the corner of the house like a bomb, rolled into the gutter and ran all the way Read.
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midnight snack
I’m gonna go to bed now, and any cats who wake me up at three in the morning, I’m gonna eat em. I’m not even gonna stop to skin em. Just eat em like apples. Read.
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