It Can't Rain All the Time

I'm not sure how I'm still standing.

Yesterday, after the phone conversation I went out to the store. Shortly after my return here, I crashed hard. I was watching some Teen Titans and just zonked out. Realizing I couldn't fight the tide, I came in here and plopped down, and I was out cold in seconds. I woke up a little after 10 PM. Then, knowing I'd have trouble getting back to sleep that night, and also wanting to accomplish a few things, I just stayed up.

I was a little wobbily this morning at work for the first couple hours, but it wore off, and before long I forgot that I'd stayed up all night and the effects of such went away. Cooter had an idea about coming over and cooking dinner here, and since he was buying the food, I figured fuck it. So we had hot dogs and watched The Crow, and then he checked his mail again and left. And I've been winding down ever since. Right now I'm drowsy and fading fast. But I am glad I came on at least to see Amanda's message, because that really made my day.

But right now I really need teh sleep.