insomnia. crap. crap.crap.
another late night, with nothing to do, nothing to watch, and desperately tired.
just want to catch up on a few days lack of sleep. brain wont rest, but no idea what's going on in there ... body is dead on its feet.
it's not as though i live an exciting life, or have lots of stress really. i don't work at the moment, and my thesis is in neutral coz my brain ain't up for sticking to the point ... attention wanders all over the place.
perhaps i need to get out more. but then my lack of sleep makes me a zombie, a zombie with poor judgement. maybe i'm supposed to go out, get drunk, and go home with someone? given my eyesight, beergoggles is a somewhat frightening thought. mind you, with my personal socialising skills ... at the moment i don't think i'm in danger of having much luck at the moment.
fuck, i'm even listening to a late night music video show and trolling the net for online quizzes. practically everything in my life is in freefall at the moment. i'm still unemployed, although i'm doing some volunteer work that might work out. i'm single with practically no prospects since i rarely meet anyone i don't already know, and more than a passing similarity (though not resemblance, thank the dna gods) to spock. i'm also wondering when i'm ever going to win a solo game of warcraft iii without cheating.
i'm sitting on the floor in the living room of my parent's house, where i'm house sitting for five months, while some eighties ballad is on tv, and i'm wanting to get away, get a job, get a life, and get some sleep. nick cave and the bad seeds isn't improving my mood any either ... nor is david bowie
another late night, with nothing to do, nothing to watch, and desperately tired.
just want to catch up on a few days lack of sleep. brain wont rest, but no idea what's going on in there ... body is dead on its feet.
it's not as though i live an exciting life, or have lots of stress really. i don't work at the moment, and my thesis is in neutral coz my brain ain't up for sticking to the point ... attention wanders all over the place.
perhaps i need to get out more. but then my lack of sleep makes me a zombie, a zombie with poor judgement. maybe i'm supposed to go out, get drunk, and go home with someone? given my eyesight, beergoggles is a somewhat frightening thought. mind you, with my personal socialising skills ... at the moment i don't think i'm in danger of having much luck at the moment.
fuck, i'm even listening to a late night music video show and trolling the net for online quizzes. practically everything in my life is in freefall at the moment. i'm still unemployed, although i'm doing some volunteer work that might work out. i'm single with practically no prospects since i rarely meet anyone i don't already know, and more than a passing similarity (though not resemblance, thank the dna gods) to spock. i'm also wondering when i'm ever going to win a solo game of warcraft iii without cheating.
i'm sitting on the floor in the living room of my parent's house, where i'm house sitting for five months, while some eighties ballad is on tv, and i'm wanting to get away, get a job, get a life, and get some sleep. nick cave and the bad seeds isn't improving my mood any either ... nor is david bowie