Archive for April, 2004

Tuesday, April 20th, 2004

I think that the stress and lack of sleep are starting to get to me. I am worse off than usual today. I think I was experiencing some mild hallucination just before I went to bed around 7:30 this morning.

I’m still kind of out of it. I feel drunk–uncoordinated, blurry vision, grogginess, kind of like I’m in a cloud.

I realized while taking my shower that, apparently, my brain is convinced that my washcloth, and possibly my left and right hands, are spies and double-agents for the softer side of clean. I’m starting to believe it too.

I nicked my lip shaving yesterday, and I keep touching and poking at it out of nervous habit. It’s just getting worse. I need to stop it.

My eyes are burning. I need to make it to 4:00pm today. Jebus, I need relief.

Sunday, April 18th, 2004

I can’t afford to waste time. I can’t think. I can’t focus. I can’t relax. I can’t focus. I can’t sleep. I can’t be the person that I want to be. I can’t find any answers. I can’t sleep. I can’t focus. I can’t do anything. I can’t help you.

rob schneider says: “who are the ad-wizards that came up with that one?”

Wednesday, April 14th, 2004

omg… i just saw a commercial for one of those yogurt in a tube products (i am not sure which brand it was) and they are advertising their new “shrek” line of flavors, which includes a flavor called “donkey-berry punch”. first off, i don’t think i would want to eat a donkey-anything flavored snack (unless maybe it was like donkey-jerky or donkey-steak or donkey-burger or something). and second off, how did anything with a name containing the word “donkey” followed by the word “punch” get past the decision-makers? but seriously, it is too funny, right? or is it just me?

I just had the worst dream

Thursday, April 8th, 2004

I just had the worst dream. Not because it was a bad dream, but because it was such a good dream that waking up from it leads to disappointment. And what makes it so much worse, is that it felt very realistic while I was dreaming. It was something that could have been real but wasn’t. So when I wake up and know that it was not real and will never be real, I feel very depressed. I am emotionally drained, and I feel physically drained as well.