(Phaysis)

Having trouble sleeping lately.

With the warmer weather, I’m going to bed with the window open, which may or may not be a good idea. It’s good in that I get the benefit of ventilation instead of suffocation, but it’s bad in that I get outside noises which, in an apartment complex, means I get neighbors, traffic, and A/C heat exchangers. Sunday night I laid down around 1am and finally got some deep stage-1 sleep around 5:30 am. Would’ve been no problem had I not needed to get up at 8 to go to work.

But sunday night presented me with a lot of problems for getting some sleep done. First off, a desktop fan I’ve had, and nursed back from death, for 10 years has finally given up the ghost. It was rattling, buzzing, grinding, groaning, and making all manner of god-awful noises, with barely a hint of breeze. It’s had a long, long life and has served its use in this world. It’ll now be sent out to pasture and be relegated to occasional spot-chilling of my computer tower.

Add to that the occasional noise from outside, the slapping of the miniblinds on the windowsill as a breeze blows through, some hunger, some stomach cramping, allergies, ear pressure, and BLAH it’s no small wonder that I was able to get 2 1/2 hours of sleep.

*yawn*

Luckily, when I got home from work (after buying a new fan and some over-the-counter Claritin), I poked around online for a short while, then laid down to nap. I slept for what I think was an hour, tossed around a little, then my roomate came home, after which I promptly decided continued sleep was a good idea. Around 2:30am, freezing my ass off, I got up to close the window and turn the fan down and here I am, making a journal entry. Not sure if I’ll stay up or go back to bed. Jury’s still out on that.

Without sleep, nothing else matters.

(post script: I went back to bed. Wow. Slept long and deep enough, in both bouts, to actually have dreams. Was nice, really nice.)

Tired. Slept a long time today. Woke up around 5 this afternoon, thinking it was 2:30. Silly me, eh? Waiting on my friend Ernie to come by. He needs me to caravan with him from Round Rock to downtown Austin. He bought a new car today, so he’ll be driving his new car to my apartment, then we’ll go to the dealership, pick up the rental, and take it back to the agency downtown. Then we’ll come back here to pick up his new, hopefully sweet, ride. Go Ernie. Go Ernie.

Some guys have all the luck.

Woke up with an odd craving for some Galactic Cowboys. An album I’ve not listened to in about a year. Song? “Kill Floor.” Hehe.

“There’s nothing to do when I check out. (OUT!)
So me and my hammer go house to house. (HOUSE!)
Blood doesn’t bother me no mo-o-o-ore
I’m workin’ on the kill floor”

Yessir, that was an odd one. But I’m listening now. Overall really good album for just rocking out, which is what I do best. :grins:

Had a party to go to last night, but didn’t go. Why? Hmm. Had other plans. Was hanging out and didn’t want to leave good company. Was actually having decent conversation, fruitful dialog, and lots of laughs. Feh. That sounded shallow. Was actually good I just hung out instead of foreshortening the visit and leaving for the party. Didn’t quite feel like drinking my fill of al-key-hawl.

You’d think with the way I don’t drink I was a straightedger. Feh. Not really. It’s just rare I drink. You know the drill.

Ok, folks. Hopefully Ernie will show up soon. Hopefully so, anyway. I could’ve had a shower by now. Ugh. Ah well. Y’all have a good night.