I just drank a quart of milk. The world is changing: I feel it in the water...

Only the strongest shall survive.

Also: Ron? Was that you? I really am getting away with murder here.

I hate everything about the way you choose to be.

I wake up, stagger to the bathroom, notice the living room light is on, go down stairs...

SWHTL is sitting in my recliner playing solitaire - too sore to sleep, can't relax.

In which the rug is pulled out from under our hero's  feet.

Early support again. I love the faint headache you get as your body protests against the unnatural time of day. I couldn't get to sleep last night, and this morning the alarm woke me in the middle of an uneasy dream about an exam - I had filled in answers to all the questions and was feeling pretty confident, until the invigilator persuaded me to check my paper. At that point I realised there was an entire section that I hadn't completed, involving having to draw a sketch of a still life involving marbles.

Luckily I was able to snooze for ten minutes, which was enough to allow my brain to complete a sketch and reassure me a little. I'm slightly depressed that my nightmares are so cliched.

Poll: What is your most common nightmare?

iTunes.
Work.
My ass.
Music.
Stuff.

Topics:

Sleep patterns
Frontline: Iraqi Insurgents
Sick as %#$@!
Age of Empires: The Age of Kings (Nintendo DS)
TV Solution
Work: 3rd Shift
Kids World
Mom Status: Chemotherapy

By some miracle, my three-years-dead hard drive spun to life just long enough to copy all the files off.