What better way to celebrate a night of sleeplessness than with an afternoon of sluggishness? That’s right, kids! Keep that vicious cycle vicious!
Once again, I’m awake. At least I’m not in pain like I have been other nights — tonight it’s just garden-variety insomnia: irritability, exhaustion, and this DELIGHTFUL skipping in and out of consciousness.
I’m so angry.
From my daughter:
“So, does Wonder Woman wonder about things a lot?”
We laughed and laughed and laughed.
In case I don’t make it through this, I wanted to let everyone know why I took my own life with a spoon.
I have a bacon bit stuck back behind/beside my tongue somewhere. It’s driving me crazy. I poked and prodded and flashlighted and Q-tipped and it’s still there.
And it’s a real bacon bit, not soy, so it’s more likely to just hang around and not digest quickly.
I’m considering gargling battery acid.