Northern Lights.
Slumber-thieving elves have entered my home once again.
I've had bouts of insomnia forever. Fall asleep, no problemo. Stay asleep, big problemo.
I fell asleep at 11:30 after a stint at the Monkey Bar with Dax, woke up at 2:30 and didn't fall back to sleep until 6:30. Even turning on QVC didn't help quiet my mind (...measurements, shelving, tables, Robot Coupe, electrician, employees, cake, web design, Opening Day....). The Proactiv woman was on and I seriously considered purchasing some. That's how they get ya, when you're weak and vulnerable.
I wish I could be witty and amusing, but alas. Tonight is going to be a zone-out night in front of the tube, no doubt. Nothing anymore mentally taxing than catching up on America's Next Top Model.
I've had bouts of insomnia forever. Fall asleep, no problemo. Stay asleep, big problemo.
I fell asleep at 11:30 after a stint at the Monkey Bar with Dax, woke up at 2:30 and didn't fall back to sleep until 6:30. Even turning on QVC didn't help quiet my mind (...measurements, shelving, tables, Robot Coupe, electrician, employees, cake, web design, Opening Day....). The Proactiv woman was on and I seriously considered purchasing some. That's how they get ya, when you're weak and vulnerable.
I wish I could be witty and amusing, but alas. Tonight is going to be a zone-out night in front of the tube, no doubt. Nothing anymore mentally taxing than catching up on America's Next Top Model.
posted by Oy Vey at 5:22 PM
1 Comments:
I know, why does everyone become convinced, by the end of that infomercial, that they too have traumtizing, hopeless, cystic acne just like Jessica Simpson, who once had a shadow on her chin that looked vaguely like a zit?
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