Category: sleeplessness
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worse worser worsest
I’m up in the middle of the night because I can’t stop thinking about work. Is there a worst-case case of insomnia worse than that? No. No, there’s not. You can’t make me believe there is. I won’t listen. When I woke up, I promised myself I wasn’t going to look at the clock. This Read.
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up and at em
One o’clock wakey-wakey this morning. Cats were prowling around, so that might have had something to do with it. For a few minutes, their mad scramble around the house sounded a lot like they were chasing down a mouse, so I stumbled around for a while looking for the corpse but found nothing. When I Read.
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headless
Is there a movie in which Jack Nicholson gets his head sawn off? Because I just had a dream that was an extended movie trailer for the sequel. In the original movie, Jack got his head sawn off while performing some rather questionable services. He appeared to be hiding under a pile of wet leaves Read.
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error
*doint!* AUTOPILOT ON if {system-time = x:00 and bladder = full} wake; do {void-bladder} while cats=[tripping-hazard] get [the-food]; feed [the-cats] return [the-food] return {sleep} else {sleep} ERROR AT LINE 5 Wait, what? No, that can’t happen. I was on autopilot. I must’ve put the cat food back. Yeah. It’s got to be in the fridge, Read.
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wakey-wakey part mcmlxiv
Let’s see, how does this work? Oh, yeah: Wake up too early, make coffee, cat on my lap, type up some drivel. Mmmm, coffee. Gone back to making it drip. Still like my coffee gadgets, but drip is the way to go. That’s my official word on that. Take it to the bank. Tell ’em Read.
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blah blah blah
Out of bed early again after waking up thinking about work. Man, that sucks. I don’t get why this happens. It’s my damn brain. I should be able to switch off the part of it that thinks about work. Even if that part of it is tangled up in every other part of my brain, Read.
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ramblin
In spite of daylight savings time I was in bed by nine last night and couldn’t keep my eyes open past nine-thirty, so why am I awake at four o’clock this morning? Well, part of it is because we have cats, of course, but it’s also because I woke up gasping for air after my Read.
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forecast
Among the things I will not be doing this morning is shoveling the driveway, even though I set my alarm clock to go bleepity-bleep-bleep a half-hour earlier than usual because the all-knowing National Weather Service said there was supposed to be somewhere between five and twelve inches of snow on the ground this morning. The Read.
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wakey wakey part xvi
I was awake much of the night. First, it was because I had to pee. I can usually do that in my sleep: Get out of bed, totter in the direction of the bathroom, pull down my pants, squat (so I don’t have to turn the lights on), fall asleep as I get the deed Read.
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up and at ’em
It’s four-thirty in the morning, and it’s time for some coffee, because what else are you going to do if you’re awake at four-thirty in the morning besides make coffee? Everything else in the day comes later. When it’s that early, coffee’s the only thing that matters. Why am I out of bed at four-thirty Read.
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