Want sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

For I had none tonight. I tried everything. I drank warm milk. I meditated. I did yoga. I took the dog for a walk (who, after first looking at me like I grew a second head when I jingled the leash at her at 4 in the bloody morning, was more than happy to accompany me on my wanderings). I drank more warm milk. I contemplated smashing my head against the wall. I contemplated drink. I decided against drink. What I didn't do was take melatonin. And that's because I had none.

I ended up dozing from 5 a.m. until 7 a.m., which really didn't help matters. Went to work doing my best impression of a zombie. Somehow managed to get through the morning without doing any damage whatsoever. Did find out that one of my co-workers is a huge fan of snuggling, so my lunch break was nice. Yay for snuggles.

Got home around half past 2 and decided to do this whole sleep thing. Didn't work because a) I can't really sleep during the day and b) I really can't sleep during the day when I get dragged out of my cosy bed by a mother who tells me "no sleep during the day! That's what you do at night!".

For some reason, my counter-argument along the lines of "Sod off, you crazy bint. I haven't had any last night." didn't have the desired result. I am therefore still awake. And behind the computer. And contemplating matricide. Or suicide. Whichever costs me less energy.

All in all: Tiiiiiiiiiired! Wanna go beeeeeed! Wanna sleep! Wannasnuggle! (not necessarily in that order).

I'll be back when I sound less like a brain-dead five year old girl.

Want sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

For I had none tonight. I tried everything. I drank warm milk. I meditated. I did yoga. I took the dog for a walk (who, after first looking at me like I grew a second head when I jingled the leash at her at 4 in the bloody morning, was more than happy to accompany me on my wanderings). I drank more warm milk. I contemplated smashing my head against the wall. I contemplated drink. I decided against drink. What I didn't do was take melatonin. And that's because I had none.

I ended up dozing from 5 a.m. until 7 a.m., which really didn't help matters. Went to work doing my best impression of a zombie. Somehow managed to get through the morning without doing any damage whatsoever. Did find out that one of my co-workers is a huge fan of snuggling, so my lunch break was nice. Yay for snuggles.

Got home around half past 2 and decided to do this whole sleep thing. Didn't work because a) I can't really sleep during the day and b) I really can't sleep during the day when I get dragged out of my cosy bed by a mother who tells me "no sleep during the day! That's what you do at night!".

For some reason, my counter-argument along the lines of "Sod off, you crazy bint. I haven't had any last night." didn't have the desired result. I am therefore still awake. And behind the computer. And contemplating matricide. Or suicide. Whichever costs me less energy.

All in all: Tiiiiiiiiiired! Wanna go beeeeeed! Wanna sleep! Wannasnuggle! (not necessarily in that order).

I'll be back when I sound less like a brain-dead five year old girl.