My own private Uppsala

[seal]

I have the jet lag from Hell.
NOW I know what the fools were talking about all those years, and I wish I didn't.
Every night I cannot sleep, every day I am a walking dead. When I sit I nod like an old lady, almost falling over - almost.
I have a hate/love relationship with my bed.
I cannot take baths, because I don't want to in that bathroom, eating is not an option. I exercise and exhaust myself during the day, still no good. I read and read my book, it is a HUGE book (more than 800 pages, and two more parts just as thick)... thinking about sex...is the kiss of death to sleep.
Overall, thinking about Boulder and where I want to live, compared to where I live...is not a good option.
So I didn't sleep at all this night. Just couldn't. And I have no internet until tuesday. So this is written at the McDonalds internet café. It opens 7 a.m. News are on with Bush speaking from the Republican convention.

Maybe killing myself at Mc Donalds would make a statement?

Comments

[tommdroid.livejournal.com]

you are out of alignment. perhaps laying down on their counter and rolling off dropping on the floor with your left side first might help. and make some kind of a statement. I hope your routines, microsystems and subroutines gets back in balance a.s.a.p.

*hugs!!!*

[sealwhiskers.livejournal.com]

heh...you know, I'm such an old roleplaying geek that the word alignment actually means other things to me...like you know..in the world of D&D my alignment would normally be chaotic good..but if I'm out of alignment that means I either have no alignment...or have another one...like lawful neutral or neutral evil...frightening thought!