This one is a thinker.
Get it? "No rest for the wicked..." See, and I'm having to take sleep-aids and then sleeping 12 hours...Get it?
Oh! That sounds healthy.
Well, okay, it comes out worse than it was when I say it all brevity-ridden like that.See, I worked Friday night at the glam pizza delivery job, after getting up at 4:45 that morning to get to school, etc., and plus I'd been getting up that early all week (well, 3:45 on Monday) to get to school at my preferred time--but I still wasn't used to these hours... where was I? Oh yeah, anyway, Friday night I got in from P.J. and watched some telly, got online and played that puzzle game that makes me crazy--and that I was nodding off during, which is an important fact I was ignoring--and I had it in my head that, since I was having trouble actually going to bed at a decent time, I should take a sleep aid, but that thought wasn't bumping into "but I'm falling asleep at the computer as I try to solve this puzzle" there in my head...Anyway, I took the sleep aid and, with the exception of one pit-stop at about 8:00 the next morning, I slept for 12 hours.So, even on Sunday, I was thinking I need to do something so I rest more, but I don't know how this will ever happen, barring lottery-winning fun.So, okay, the not-sleeping-as-much-as-I-should: not so healthy, but apparently necessary.
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