Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Zombie

Industrious people, those glorious early risers are starting to get up. Not me, I haven't even gone to sleep yet. It's nearly 5 a.m. Let me state that I am not a night owl by choice. I want to sleep but I'm having a really bad night. Drugs didn't help. (Sleeping pills, not recreational drugs, but I'm beginning to think that illicit drugs might be a solution. Can I go stand behind the 7-11 and see if anyone can sell me some reefer? What a nerd.)

I suspect the culprit was that innocent little pitcher of iced tea I got at the Tortilla Factory tonight. I tried to water it down with lots of ice. I'm trying to lay off of beer on general priniciples and also because I was performing tonight. I should have just given in and drank beer. Had it been beer instead of iced tea, I'd be asleep by now. By the way, that's a real photo of me. My eyes are a little bloodshot and the blue lipstick is not very attractive.

I'd like to develop a group of fellow midnight ramblers. I can only do so much reading in the wee hours of the morning. It might be nice to find other kindred spirits to discuss current events, zombie support groups. There's a whole new world out there. I need fashion advice, maybe swap recipes, go on some field trips.

Maybe not. . . I think I'll make one more attempt of living the conventional life. Asleep by 5 a.m., up at noon to take on the day. I already know tomorrow is going to be a mess. Caffeine was the culprit, caffeine will be the cure. Wish me luck.

2 comments:

  1. I had to give up drinking iced tea at Tortilla Factory for the very same reason...I noticed I didn't sleep on Tuesday nights. Ever. Ice water with lemon, or beer is good.
    Melatonin sometimes works to help me sleep; Benadryl does work well, but sometimes lingers and leaves you longing (is that enough "L" words?) for more sleep the nexy day, and it dries out your sinuses. If you're having extreme allergy problems like I am, that's a plus.

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  2. Hey, Sue . . . Lordy, lordy, it's lousy to be launching ourselves into our later years like this. I'll try melatonin. Benadryl makes me insane. Wine makes my heart race. Perhaps beer should be the drug of choice but it will turn me into Homer Simpson sooner. There aren't many remaining choices. Do you think the Tortilla Factory is lacing the iced tea with jolt or something?

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