Insomnia Is NOT My Friend
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...so yeah, birthday.
Some parts of it were good. I mean, I did get to see Becca after all, for at least a little while, and I got to go to Pirate's Cove for a while with a bunch of people all dressed up as Pirates - Pirate's Cove being a nifty little strip club here in Portland.
I left fairly quickly though; my knee went out again when I was trying to walk through the room and I planted it pretty hard on the barely-carpeted concrete floor, it was swelling and hurting a lot so I ended up leaving long before I would have liked to. Puppy's out cold, ditto Caleb, and I'm tired, I want to be asleep, but... yeah. It's not working out all that well. I'm still hurting, I've got a headache and a seriously sore throat now, and I'm falling into some rather massive depression that I can't seem to turn off. If my knee were in any better shape I'd go out, maybe get some fuzzies to cut the pain a bit, just cruise around for a while listening to music and watching the city lights. As it is, I can't drive, and the other two people who CAN are sound asleep and I'd feel guilty waking them.
It's tempting to go watch The Woods for a while, curl up in the living room and just let my mind go. Unfortunately, that's where Puppy is sleeping, and he has the fireplace on full blast, so even being out there for more than a few minutes makes me overheated and queasy.
I don't want to play WoW. I don't want to read. I don't really want to do much of anything but find some way to turn my mind off, be it sleep, drugs, or just hitting myself over the head with a frying pan a few times.
This is fucking stupid.
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