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Jun. 1st, 2004 12:55 pmarr. today is just a blehiful sort of day.
for some reason I could not sleep at all last night, a while past midnight I finally dozed off, leaving me with maybe 5 hours of sleep. which sucks. 6 - 7 hours I function fine on, and 4 or less hours I'm so tired that my brain just overrides it and I'm fine, but with 5 hours of sleep I'm just dead on my feet. when I woke up I was dizzy and almost passed out, I had to sit on the floor for a few minutes because my head was spinning really badly and I was seeing random glowy spots. not the best way to start my day.
my head still hurts, and I don't really want to keep my eyes open. or move. or breathe. or function. it's not a proper headache, I suppose, just the feeling that there's a large, overinflated helium balloon that's been somehow shoved inside my skull. or forehead. something. yeah.
yesterday I was procrastinating on two papers... I got one mostly done, anyway, and now I'm supposed to be working on the other, but meh. brain no worky.
Ali, Adam... I still intend to at least TRY to make it to open mic, but it does depend on how dead I am and how much paper I have left to get written. right now basically I would much rather go home and sleep for a few days than do much of anything else.
yeah, I don't know. deeeaaaatttthhhhhh.
blar. dammit, I really am a tremendously boring person.
for some reason I could not sleep at all last night, a while past midnight I finally dozed off, leaving me with maybe 5 hours of sleep. which sucks. 6 - 7 hours I function fine on, and 4 or less hours I'm so tired that my brain just overrides it and I'm fine, but with 5 hours of sleep I'm just dead on my feet. when I woke up I was dizzy and almost passed out, I had to sit on the floor for a few minutes because my head was spinning really badly and I was seeing random glowy spots. not the best way to start my day.
my head still hurts, and I don't really want to keep my eyes open. or move. or breathe. or function. it's not a proper headache, I suppose, just the feeling that there's a large, overinflated helium balloon that's been somehow shoved inside my skull. or forehead. something. yeah.
yesterday I was procrastinating on two papers... I got one mostly done, anyway, and now I'm supposed to be working on the other, but meh. brain no worky.
Ali, Adam... I still intend to at least TRY to make it to open mic, but it does depend on how dead I am and how much paper I have left to get written. right now basically I would much rather go home and sleep for a few days than do much of anything else.
yeah, I don't know. deeeaaaatttthhhhhh.
blar. dammit, I really am a tremendously boring person.