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I want SLEEP. Why won't it let me?
May 18th, 2003 - 9:05 a.m.I'm Currently Avoiding: Actually fleshing out this diary entry.
I am really fucking tired. I haven't updated in like five days, which is a lot. And I have a fair amount of things to mention for once due to me actually getting a life and doing stuff that didn't revolve around writing for once. Yes, I left the house. That's An Occasion now. Also, last night I finished Ch. 5 of my story. It's 5,515 words. Or at least that's what it is before I go back and look for word and spelling errors. And I'm not entirely certain that I'm pleased with the last sentence, so there might be some other bits of tweaking done to it before it's really finished.
Anyway, yeah. Lots of interesting things yesterday. I have to give my semi-professional, completely pointless because no one will pay attention to it, review of Identity, which I went and saw yesterday, but I really don't feel like doing it now. So moving on...
Mmph. Mostly, I don't feel like writing much of anything. And half the people who read this are on vacation anyway. Without Internet access. So it doesn't matter too much if I write here or not or what I write. My head hurts like a bitch at the moment. I had something like four or five hours of sleep Friday night (which isn't enough), and then ran around for much of Saturday. Then I came home, cooked supper, watched a little tv, wrote the last 700 words or so of Chapter 5, then went upstairs and read. I went to bed around 2 am, which is pretty decently early for me. Only I didn't stay asleep. I woke up at 5 am, desperately thirsty and so I was pretty much forced to go downstairs and drink a gallon of water (not literally). Then I came back upstairs, only then I wasn't very tired so I read some more. And more. And more. Now I have this vicious headache that won't go away, my eyes hurt, and I'm supposed to be conscious and dressed at 11 am to go over to my aunt's house to have dinner. Normally I don't even eat dinner. But I'm supposed to go and be polite and all that stuff so that I can be present to help "celebrate" (and I'm in such a celebratory mood at the moment, too...) the five or so birthdays in May of people I know who are related to me. I don't particularly wish to do that though. I don't know...maybe I can stumble through it and then come home and collapse or something. We'll see. I really don't want to write any more. Maybe I'll elaborate further on stuff later. If you're lucky. Or unlucky. Depending on how you see it.
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