subtitled produce
Ever since I had the flu, normal sleep has eluded me. Last night I stayed up so late I decided it was best just not to go to bed.
(I read The Red Tent. Twice.)
Naturally today was a bit surreal.
I looked a photo of a ferris wheel and thought I saw my own face.
Read a post about Palm Pilots as Palin Pilots.
Told my dog to use her words.
Googled “willy nilly”.
Indulged in a torrid fantasy re: selling term papers.
Stage-blocked the “Tell Me More” scene from Grease. (In the shower.)
Subtitled some produce.
And so on.
My plan is to stay awake until 8PM or so and then sleep like an opium den until early tomorrow morning when I shall burst out of bed sporting magically reset circadian rhythms.
I actually feel fine except I keep having thoughts like this: I kind of like being really tired. The same way I enjoy being hungry. Makes me feel alive. Primal.
WHO SAYS THAT?
Anyhoo. Wish me luck.
(Opium den? Merely a figure of speech.)
Posted on November 17th, 2009 under Grenada • Tags: insomnia, LIFE, maria being maria, swine flu. • 
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