Slept. Passed out, damn near literally, around 7:30 pm. Woke up a couple times, usually just long enough to consider getting up and decide it was a bad idea. The bedroom was cooler than the rest of the apartment, leaving it seemed pretty foolish considering that I'd decided to sleep in the first place to escape the heat. Determination and amatryptaline work wonders.

Read... yes, I read the entry I'd asked for. In some moods it might have won me over but yesterday wasn't one of those times. Apparently today isn't either. I'm not really sure what today IS, just that I've slept for over 12 hours and now everything feels quiet, muted in espectation of something about-to-happen. Wonder what it is that my subconscious thinks is approaching?

...don't try to fix me, I'm not broken...

Strange sensation. *shrugs* It doesn't really matter, all things considered. It'll pass, fading into nothingness, or it'll be explained, the world clarifying the fuzzy image my half-awake thoughts are struggling to see, to understand. Until then all I can really do is wait.

And, apparently, write.

NetFlix - if you haven't seen the commercials, it's a deal wherein you pay a fairly small monthly fee and get rental DVDs delivered to your door, when you send one back you get the next one on your list so you always have three at a time, no particular date for return, just when you're done with them. We're signed up and the Discworld cartoon just arrived; we still have two that we've finished watching, Hellsing episodes, and once those are returned we'll have two new movies or two new bits of series, or two new whatever else we felt like renting.

...you make this all go away...

Caleb's asleep. Adesh is offline. Nre's in Away mode, off at work. Nick is, according to Trillian, online... but Trillian seems to be frequently wrong about that. I'm left staring at the screen and wondering whether I should just take another round of meds and go the hell back to sleep. It's tempting. I think, however, that I would do better to go play StarCraft for a while and wait for Caleb to wake up - his alarm goes off in an hour - and THEN see if I feel the need to sleep.

...I just want something I can never have...

Maybe by then I'll be able to write, or Photoshop, my emotions out enough that I can deal with them calmly. Maybe not.

All things considered, even the headache-hangover I've gotten from sleeping too much aren't that bad. I can make it through the day if I have to. I just don't actually HAVE to, y'know?