Fourth Solitude

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Angry insomniac...

May the Lord forgive me for what I'm about to say.

Its 1 in the morning and I can't sleep. Rather I'm an insomniac plagued by this illness and i'm ranting right now like a lunatic because i'm bloody frustrated that I can't sleep. F^$#@%#!!!!

I have the most important presentation of my whole career - and I need my wits about me. So i go to sleep 2 hours earlier than i normally would...and of course, so ironic...my father phones and wakes me the hell up to discuss some stuff. and then naturally - i can't stop thinking about our discussion. So now i'm just screwed.

Since I work with a bunch of geezers - the presentation is at 7h30 am in the middle of nowhere. So I am faced with 2 options. Just keep blogging and chatting for 2 more hours, shower and go. Or pop some pills. An old bad habit. But I'M DESPERATE!!!!

In the future, if you don't want to tick me off. Just don't call me ever. If i'm not online, its cause i don't want to talk or worse - i'm trying to sleep. *&#@$%^*&#%^!!! If I didn't need to make outgoing calls, I would just disconnect my phone forever. I hate incoming calls. blech.

Naturally - I can't mouth off to my father. Cause he'll just inter-provincially beat the crap out of me for disrespecting him. So that's why i'm just angry-blogging again for the second time in less than a week.

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