Lots of sleep. The last few days, in addition to having random fits of depressiveness, an overwhelming desire to hunt down the makers of photoshop and strangle them, assorted mice, an accident involving peaches that I won't go into here, and all of maybe an hour of WoW...

...have consisted mainly of sleep. LOTS of it. Like, awake a total of five hours a day lots of it. It's as if my body, now that I gave it the means to get to sleep once (see Amatryptaline, exotic uses thereof) is determined to keep me asleep until I make up the sleep deficit I've gotten over the last while. I think it may also have gotten a bit confused and be trying to make up the sleep kadin and puppy have missed lately as well. Wouldn't surprise me. Would explain the vague urges to throw alcohol at people and fight fires. o.O

Anyway. Yes. Typing this in a moment of consciousness before I go to sleep again. I am sorry that I am Not There. Still. Again. Whichever. But yeah, odds are good even if you ring I won't wake up for it, at least judging from the number of people who have told me they've called repeatedly and the entirely different and much smaller number of times I've even heard a phone ring, let alone one of OUR phones ring; I'm assuming I just sleep through it? Meh. Anyway again. Gonna go find liquid so I don't get more dehydrated, gonna go play a rewarding ten minutes of FFTactics - the tv in the bedroom now has a playstation attached to it, yay Caleb - and then pass out. Whether I want to or not.

Also, I wish I knew what the heck Snakes on a Plane is about. It's become like 'all your base' and the ORLY owl, at least in the circles of web journals I try to keep up on. So I just spent the last few minutes reading, and going 'what the hell?' a lot.

Furthermore, this is freaking hilarious. Read the comments too. Trust me on this.