Good night.
im going to have three or four more cups of tea, some home made wonton soup, and then go to a reading and drink beer
I'm going to relieve myself first (and by that I mean "urinate")...
I'm going to relieve myself first (and by that I mean masterbate)...
Oh and sweet dreams...
And......done. Night all.
Seriously, we resurrected the sleep thread lol Dorks.
Sleep is for suckers.
LOL Joseph - that's EXACTLY what I meant to clarify that I was NOT doing....
Sleep is for suckers.
- Agreed...
Sleep is where my writing ideas come from. I love waking and writing. So fucked up and fun.
I had a nightmare about my mother in law. Sleep is scary sometimes.
I dreamed I was in a comic book. I was in this awesome ruined city. Had to sneak by gods and stuff so they didn't incinerate me.
My mother in law mocked the way I said, "pudding".
I think the comic book dream sounds more fun.
Did she mock you because you say all the letters, or because you remove some of them (i.e., pudd'n).
I say all the letters.
Yep. That'll get you laughed at. A friend's wife once told me I was not allowed to say, "Fucking," in her house. "It's fuckin'. We didn't all go to college." She was from Arkansas.
I was raised to pronounce my words like a civilized human being. Back woods losers.
I finally thought of how to tie my battle piece together and have a chance at a W. Woohoo, dreams come to the rescue.
Gee, aren't you glad you didn't give up???
I was never going to give up, I just wanted to plan my speech with your input.
But, know I need to remember the dream, lol
Ahm goin' to sleep at work 'cus I can't sleep at nite.
I had a job once where I slept at work. Some of the best sleep I've ever had was inside the rear cargo bin of a 737. You just had to be careful some asshole didn't shut the bin door on you and send you to Dallas. Yes, it happened. Not to me.
Explain that one to management when they can't find you.
I'm going to sleep sometime this afternoon. No sleep last night. No sleep this morning.
With insomnia you're never really asleep; you're never really awake.
Heh, sleep is a funny thing. I knew something was wrong when I couldn't sleep. 'Normal' for me was about 3-5 hours a night. When I stopped being able to sleep more than an hour or two, I just couldn't find the words (short of strangling someone) to convey how fucked up I felt. I avoided sleep meds for years. Finally I caved, the first set of pills turned me into a zombie, but I didn't sleep. The next set amped meupsohighIdidn'tcarebecausehonestwhocaresaboutsleepwhenyoucangeteverythingdoneallatonce. Right? Then came the ambien. This was nothing short of a shamanic vision quest. The hallucinations and weird half waking state was indescribable. I'm so glad I had a buddy looking out for me, I was climbing out of my balcony (From the third floor) and running up and down the streets. Needless to say, I didn't sleep. After that, no more sleep meds for me. That was a year ago, since then I've gotten better and get about 6-7 hours of sleep a night.
I didn't sleep much last night, I'm not sure why, but I didn't really feel it. Or maybe I just slept with my eyes opened. Either way, I feel fine. Really.
I did not hallucinate on ambien, but did not sleep either. I use melatonin now and love it. I get atleast 8 hours a night. When I took ambien I was on another psych med that had me wired for sound, so I dont think any sleep med would have worked at that time. I dont take that psych med anymore because it caused severe paranoia. I feel much better now and can actually sleep with the melatonin. Have you tried melatonin?
Melatonin gives me crazy anxiety and panic attacks. I take Clomazapem now if I really want to sleep. Plus not care about shit. Wunnerful.
How the hell do you get panick attacks from melatonin?
I have no idea. But every time I take it, I wake up every 5 minutes positive that someone just smashed one of my windows, or that someone is banging on the door, or that someone is standing in the corner watching me. Maybe it just gives me horrible dreams which in turn give me panic attacks.
I hate sleeping. If I could I would dick around or work non-stop.
Ever since I started this magazine officially I've been falling asleep in odd places at random with a netbook on my lap. It's getting messy, but when I wake up I get right back to it.
HUSTLIN'.
I just woke up. Lots of coffee. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
"Soft kitty,
Warm kitty,
Little ball of fur.
Happy kitty,
Sleepy kitty,
Purr, purr, purr...."
Booney! What up?
I love sleep.
Could stay in bed for life.
Chester!
"Warm kitty" did it for me...went to sleep...
So busy, I only get LitReactor-time during insomnia hours....all is good except I'm missing the fun and validation of being here.
Miss the personalities, too....
Boone! We miss you too, you fucker!
Well, I have been known to vanish before. But if I do, I promise I will keep you all in suspense wondering where the fuck I am. Hopefully you will envision something exciting that is going on in my life instead of me under a bridge without any clothes pissing my cardboard mansion after a bacchanalian bender of fortified, filtered through my stinky sock apple wine.
Chester, I will find you in real life.
Chester, you have a fan.
Chester, you have a fan.
Yes.
Ches, I hope you don't have any pet rabbits at your house.
What am I supposed to do? You won't answer my calls; you change your number. I mean... I'm not gonna be ignored.
I love animals... I'm a great cook.