Only Mildly Coherent
Dec. 24th, 2006 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hector_rashbaumI'm TIRED.
Not sleepy, not even wiped....bone-crushingly spirit-breakingly exhausted. I think everything caught up to me at once - my brain finally registered "vacation" and the 4 a.m. wakeups and the stressing about anxiety and the stressing about how the parents would react to me coming out and classes and traveling and sleepless nights and three-hours-of-sleep nights just tsunami'd me.
I feel like if I went to bed right now I'd sleep for a week. And wake up not quite feeling rested.
Maybe I'll do that. Put a little sign near my bed informing everyone that the ideal present would be to just let me sleep until I wake up naturally. Write it off as prolonging the Christmas experience - I'll open my presents on New Year's.
I took a nice relaxing bubble bath last night. Except it was relaxing to the point where I was too lazy to run the shower and rinse off when I was done. My skin is not pleased. I have all these little rashes. You didn't need to know that, I don't think.
Loved tonight's Christmas Eve service at church. It was different, and a significant part of me misses the way it used to be - every year the same program, same scriptures in the same order broken up by the same songs in the same order. Tradition, not monotony. But this year was nice.
In theory I'm supposed to tidy up the living room tonight for presents tomorrow. What I really want to do is go crawl in to bed and snuggle the shit out of the cow Chrissy got me and sleeeeeeep.
On a random note - every paragraph so far in this post follows a pattern. Odd paragraphs all start with "I", and the even ones go N-M-L, part of the alphabet backwards. My OCD likes this.
I'm gonna either go clean or sleep. Merry Christmas, everyone.
Not sleepy, not even wiped....bone-crushingly spirit-breakingly exhausted. I think everything caught up to me at once - my brain finally registered "vacation" and the 4 a.m. wakeups and the stressing about anxiety and the stressing about how the parents would react to me coming out and classes and traveling and sleepless nights and three-hours-of-sleep nights just tsunami'd me.
I feel like if I went to bed right now I'd sleep for a week. And wake up not quite feeling rested.
Maybe I'll do that. Put a little sign near my bed informing everyone that the ideal present would be to just let me sleep until I wake up naturally. Write it off as prolonging the Christmas experience - I'll open my presents on New Year's.
I took a nice relaxing bubble bath last night. Except it was relaxing to the point where I was too lazy to run the shower and rinse off when I was done. My skin is not pleased. I have all these little rashes. You didn't need to know that, I don't think.
Loved tonight's Christmas Eve service at church. It was different, and a significant part of me misses the way it used to be - every year the same program, same scriptures in the same order broken up by the same songs in the same order. Tradition, not monotony. But this year was nice.
In theory I'm supposed to tidy up the living room tonight for presents tomorrow. What I really want to do is go crawl in to bed and snuggle the shit out of the cow Chrissy got me and sleeeeeeep.
On a random note - every paragraph so far in this post follows a pattern. Odd paragraphs all start with "I", and the even ones go N-M-L, part of the alphabet backwards. My OCD likes this.
I'm gonna either go clean or sleep. Merry Christmas, everyone.
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Date: 2006-12-25 04:50 am (UTC)UH OH, BETTER PUT SOME RASH-BAUM ON IT.
OH SHIT. you totally set me up for it.
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Date: 2006-12-25 05:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-25 04:26 pm (UTC)