So why am I writing this Monday entry on Tuesday? Because I can, that's why. I was almost sure that I was gonna die of tard and never write another entry.... It started off on Saturday, of course, when I got maybe two hours of troubled sleep. I was sure that I would go right to sleep when I went to bed at 21:00 Sunday night, or whenever it was. Was not to be. My vengeful head would not let it be. What my head has against my body, I don't know, but it must be serious. Looked at the clock, finally, at midnight. Vowed to myself to not look again. Vows are worthless, of course, in an insomniac state. I told myself at -2:30 that if I was still awake at 03:30 I was gonna get up and do something. I had no idea *what*, just something. The last time I remembered it was 03:27. Then the alarm went off at 05:30, and I drug my lame ass out of bed. And I went to work, even though I knew that it was gonna be a pretty shitty day.. just because of my sleep deprivation. And I was right, of course, self-fulfilling prophesy. And I realized that I would not be able to make it through the day. Which was really no problem, we weren't all that busy, which was part of the problem with me. If we had've been busy, I would have kicked into overdrive, with the accompanying adrenaline.... So I left about 12:30 or so, and came home and unloaded the trailer. Quite a bit of physical work entailed there, so that was OK. Came in and sat down, and didn't want to move. But the head? Was still going 120 MPH. So I had a few drinks, because I was afraid that if I went to bed too early I would wake up at 03:00 or something like that.... I need to stay up a while, at least. So I played some music and did some surfing, reading some journals and suchlike. Karen was going to take the truck over to Mom's and unload it when Matt or Andy could help her.... I finally went to bed around 17:00....