I am SO SICK of MYSELF! blah, blah, blah, I’m not getting any sleep, blah, blah, blah, the whole world is mean to me, blah, blah, blah, it doesn’t feel like Christmas. Are you as sick of me as I am?
So, today is is. This is the last chance. I’ve changed over to the gargoyle and we’re just gonna get all the crap out our system. Ready? (if not, feel free to skip the next paragraph) Oh! And may or may not be appropriate for minors, not sure yet!
I am so sick of not sleeping! Last night I ended up falling asleep at 10. I took two pills with a large glass of Zinfandel. Still woke up at 2. At 2:30 gave up, took more pills, fell back asleep at about 3:30, woke up at 4 after having a nightmare about Demons keeping me from sleeping. Then proceeded to have additional nightmares every 15 mintues or so. Bombings, pararlysis, etc. ( and while I’m writing this, someone totally unexpected just brought me a Christmas present! – Not Fair!) I’m tired of feeling negative all the time lately, and I’m tired of worry about everything and everyone. What the heck is the matter with me? And my nose is so stuffy that I want to scream, and I feel all drugged because I ended up taking so much of the sleep stuff last night, AND I HAVE CRAMPS!
I have more than I will ever need.
I have more food than I will ever need, I have more love to give than I will ever need, I have more clothes than I will ever need, I have more happiness than I will ever need, I have more cuddles with my puppies than I will ever need, I have more books that I love to read than I will ever need, I have more time to play computer games than I will ever need, I have more useless crap that I’ve bought on a whim than I will ever need. I have more intelectually challenging problems at work than I will ever need. I have more interesting Xangas to read than I will ever need.
I am blessed. I love, and I am loved. There is really nothing else you need.
Tomorrow we better go back to Glinda!