*zonk*

[slipjig3]

Sodomize insomnia. Sodomize it with something uncomfortably large and/or pointy, I say.

It hasn't really been a problem for me in quite a while, but now I'm coming off a three-day stretch of NYARRRGH: two nights of waking up in the dead of deathness for no damn reason, followed by last night, where I didn't really fall asleep until after the alarm went off. Tonight I fix this, even if I have to NyQuil it into submission.

On the other hand, I won a Borders gift certificate at work for not getting caught at being a cranky jackass to our customers. Yay, incentive plans!

I'm going to finish my tuna-noodly stuff, then plunk around the computer a bit more, then go do my impression of a potted geranium for eight or more hours (I hope). G'night!

Comments

[chris-walsh.livejournal.com]

I read the subject line as "zork." Oh, if only there were something soothing in the message "You are in a maze of little twisty passages, all alike..."

per previous post

[malefica-v.livejournal.com]

Do not drop the tuna-noodly stuff in your lap. Nobody gets excited to help clean that up.

Use your gift certificate to buy something so dull it conks you out?

[daev.livejournal.com]

(This makes the ninth time I've been able to work this phrase into a sentence in the last two days)

Insomnia can suck a bag of dicks.

[malefica-v.livejournal.com]

As much as I like the sentiment, it ALWAYS leads me to visualizing the bag-o-dicks in vivid detail. I mean, are they like box-o-junk? Is it Jeffrey Dahmer carryout? Is it Dildo Delivery Day? Are they self-propelled and writhing like maggots?

Really, how do YOU visualize a bag of dicks? And can we totally hijack (and sodomize) this LJ (or insomnia) with a bag-o-dicks?

[rubian77.livejournal.com]

Congrats on your self control - at least they give you an incentive other than "you don't get fired."


I hope the insomnia doesn't come back tonight. *hugs*