Last night, I started nodding off while watching a movie at around 10. I went to bed, fell asleep, and slept through until the alarm went off at 6:00 this morning. Sleep at last. You have no idea how much better I feel.
Now if only I could make the nausea go away.
Last night, I went to bed at 5:30. Yeah, like as in evening news 5:30. I was out until about two, and then I got up for an hour. I watched
Project Runway. Then I went to bed, and I slept until eight. So I got a total of thirteen and a half hours of sleep.
And all that without a single freaky dream. It’s insane. I wonder if I can stay up for Jeopardy tonight?
It’s a good thing that my job is completely useless, otherwise one of these times when my head falls forward and my forehead smacks the keyboard, I could cause the reactor to self-destruct or something.
Thank heaven for small favors.