February 24th, 2012

turtle

Waaaaaaaant Slllleeeeeeeeeppppppp

Am leaving dayjob early today, to go see the new movie version of "Coriolanus"!

Had only been to the gym twice this week, so decided I would try to go this morning and do intervals or weights. Went to bed early, alarm set early. Woke up at 3:30 am from a dream about, of all things, assisted suicide (had been thinking of someone I used to sing with, who suicided last year, and that sort of combined with sadness about Terry Pratchett's intention, I suppose, since I was thinking about that a few days ago). Dozed fitfully until alarm went off at 6:20 am. Felt ill. Dozed fitfully until 7:20 am and only made myself semi-alive after I'd had a shower. Drinking coffee now.

Maybe I should have taken a melatonin or an antihistamine or something when I woke up, but I was woozy and thought I would just go back to sleep. This is so frustrating.

Might resort to the OTC sleeping pills tonight. I need to get writing done this weekend! Though on the weekend, either I sleep better or I can just sleep late, or nap.

Still, "Coriolanus"! Leaving early!

*squints, too bleary to yawn*