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Sometimes in the Weeeeee Hours...
Apr. 13th, 2004 01:57 am...I smack myself for falling asleep earlier in the evening.
Gah. Fell asleep early on, and then woke up later on, feeling the um...misfortune of what's probably mild food poisoning (which the whole family is feelin').
Tired, tired, tired, but wide awake, and my mind is reeling around like a madman.
And I really can't afford to be that late to work again. Somehow I managed not to set my alarm last night, and woke up AT 8AM, when I was supposed to be AT WORK. Needless to say, I had a 9 to 5 day instead of an 8 to 5, so no lunchtime for me. Blah.
The chick who we offered the job to called to say that she was declining the position. Naturally. So we must slave away some more.
Blah. Tired. Tomorrow trash day. Must drag my sorry ass out of bed to pull grass and trash out to the curb, because I dropped out instead of taking it out when I got home.
I want to read. I want to write. I want to sleep. I want to not go to work tomorrow. But it's paying for the bills, and it's comfortable, and it's there, and secure, and for the time being home.
And I'm getting a raise. Damn them. Damn them to hell ;-)
....
Grandma is asleep, calling zzz's, and being lullabye'd by late night freakshow talk radio. Mom is in the living room watching Buffy on DVD--HUSH I think, and giggling quietly. I'm sitting bathed in the glow of a one eye'd cathode ray tube-type thing, sifting back and forth between journaling and the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society. Sick, fun loving bastards that they are. And I wonder about stuff.
I wonder what will become of me, in the end, whenever that will be. I wonder what folks will say at my funeral, assuming that we all make it that long. I wonder if I will ever get married. I wonder if I will have children. I wonder if I will go mad at some point. I wonder if I will care.
I wonder what I might dream of tonight.
It's all stupid really, but that's my head at this time of night...morning...whatever...
Gah. Fell asleep early on, and then woke up later on, feeling the um...misfortune of what's probably mild food poisoning (which the whole family is feelin').
Tired, tired, tired, but wide awake, and my mind is reeling around like a madman.
And I really can't afford to be that late to work again. Somehow I managed not to set my alarm last night, and woke up AT 8AM, when I was supposed to be AT WORK. Needless to say, I had a 9 to 5 day instead of an 8 to 5, so no lunchtime for me. Blah.
The chick who we offered the job to called to say that she was declining the position. Naturally. So we must slave away some more.
Blah. Tired. Tomorrow trash day. Must drag my sorry ass out of bed to pull grass and trash out to the curb, because I dropped out instead of taking it out when I got home.
I want to read. I want to write. I want to sleep. I want to not go to work tomorrow. But it's paying for the bills, and it's comfortable, and it's there, and secure, and for the time being home.
And I'm getting a raise. Damn them. Damn them to hell ;-)
....
Grandma is asleep, calling zzz's, and being lullabye'd by late night freakshow talk radio. Mom is in the living room watching Buffy on DVD--HUSH I think, and giggling quietly. I'm sitting bathed in the glow of a one eye'd cathode ray tube-type thing, sifting back and forth between journaling and the H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society. Sick, fun loving bastards that they are. And I wonder about stuff.
I wonder what will become of me, in the end, whenever that will be. I wonder what folks will say at my funeral, assuming that we all make it that long. I wonder if I will ever get married. I wonder if I will have children. I wonder if I will go mad at some point. I wonder if I will care.
I wonder what I might dream of tonight.
It's all stupid really, but that's my head at this time of night...morning...whatever...
