Brain shutting down. Really.

I am... hogodtired.

I am also registered in three courses for January, handing in an exam on Wednesday, writing and handing in one on Friday, starting a new job in a week, quitting one by the end of the month, and all out of fishsticks and ketchup.

I am sore, so very sore, and it feels like I've wonked out my hip. I have a hot pack on it, and I don't want to take Tylenol because I can't fall asleep, not yet.

I have a long night ahead of me.

You know what would feel so very, very good right now? Besides sleep? I wish... I wish I had someone who could give me a nice old scalp massage... a head rub, or even brush my hair. Something simple like that. Of course, it would send me to sleep in a tick, so maybe it's for the best not.

I want sleep and rest... I want my brain cognition levels to rise above something more than third grade and lower than permanent customer service. Honestly. I mean, I tried writing an entry like this last night and nearly posted it before I could recognize how bizarrely trite and tart it sounded...

Kinda sad when you look at what's supposed to be an entry reflecting your life and realizing that gee, this can't be me, or me is looking in a different mirror every morning, isn't me? Who the hell wrote that and I could have sworn I was fifteen years older when I last tried this... Thank anyone it hasn't spread to my speech.

Writing's bad enough. I need to write a HECK of a lot tonight.

I'm tired. I think I'll take a nap and then drink a lot of tea and stay up very, very late. It'll work.

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haiku of my drive into work

over sand, snow, cars
over city's new winter-
a bald eagle flies

Tally!

Okay, sitting at 2500 words of rough essay, a thesis and coherent organization plot and conclusion, far too much sugar and chocolate, ten fishsticks with ketchup, one energy drink, one Pirates of the Caribbean, and one and a half Matrix Reloadeds.

Also sitting at about ten to five in the morning. Have to be at work for eleven thirty.

One more play to summarize, then polish into actual answers. In about... twenty-eight hours. Doable.

Especially since I can sleep for about three hours after I hand it in on Wednesday.

That? Is a plan.

Following cat's lead. Sleeping for about four hours now. Whee. See you at dawn.




... ow. spine.