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Yawning and blinking.
Yay, I hateth insomnia.
It's not that I can't get to sleep, oh no. It's that I can't stay fucking asleep, that's what bugs me. Last night, had an early night. 9:30, out like a fucking light. Got up four times but eh, that's normal. Worked hard all day, tired, so retired to bed at 10.
Wake up every half a fucking hour. When this drops to every fifteen fucking minutes I have a sense of humour failure, get up, reboot the computer because it's being a bitch, go and have a fag (no not you, Hank), and lo, it now works.
Still can't sleep but at least I'm not cut off from my survival network.
(Goes for another fag)
*Sigh*
And it was such a good day until now.
It's not that I can't get to sleep, oh no. It's that I can't stay fucking asleep, that's what bugs me. Last night, had an early night. 9:30, out like a fucking light. Got up four times but eh, that's normal. Worked hard all day, tired, so retired to bed at 10.
Wake up every half a fucking hour. When this drops to every fifteen fucking minutes I have a sense of humour failure, get up, reboot the computer because it's being a bitch, go and have a fag (no not you, Hank), and lo, it now works.
Still can't sleep but at least I'm not cut off from my survival network.
(Goes for another fag)
*Sigh*
And it was such a good day until now.