Even with the Ambien last night, I had trouble sleeping... mostly 'cause I had to keep going to the bathroom. Since I quit drinking whisky, I've been drinking lots of water. I need to learn to slow that down in the evenings, heh. And I snoozebarred this morning... until fifteen minutes before I was supposed to be at work. Got there fifteen minutes late... I had to shower. Once a day starts off rotten, it's really hard to get it back on track... but I was OK by noon. I was on the console today, so at least my legs aren't as bad as usual. No, tonight my *back* is what's killing me. Well, not literally, that would be my heart... and my lifestyle, heh. I'm on call this weekend, and off Monday... which is pretty stupid, but I didn't make the schedule. Next year I will, though... I work at least one day of every three-day weekend this summer. No way that is right, heh. Not much else that I care to take the time to say... I need to get to bed. "If everything must have a cause, then God must have a cause. If there can be anything without a cause, it may just as well be the world as God, so that there cannot be any validity in that argument,"
beneath the ignorant tide
voices of reason quiet.
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