twelvefiftyinthemorning erin and i have to wake up at 7 tomorrow. i cannot sleep, it's just one of those nights. so i'll just ramble and blather my way in the dented darkness, rubbing my eyes from the light of the screen. why is it that, when i can't sleep, i always end up thinking of ex-boyfriends? i think it's the 'one person in a bed' thing. the more conscious time you spend in a twin bed, the more singular you feel. 000814 ... yoink it's 3 am, and i'm in a queen sized bed. 010518 ... Special K It's twelvetwentyeightinthemorning, and I'm wishing I were in bed. And it's an empty full, if that irony means anything. Two weeks ago I heard about a woman in my office who has just returned to work after being absent for three months. She hasn't slept in all that time. It's some sort of disorder, she's unable to sleep and it's driving her mad. I know her a little, and she always seemed hyper to me. (She dated a guy in the office, and after they split up he asked me to go to her Christmas party as his date. Sure, I thought, there'll prolly be cake. Anyways, her house is palatial, and decorated to the teeth. I think I know what she does with her restless nights alone.) So the bottom line is, the woman who was giving the news about Sleepless Beauty's return was being obscenely catty, and remarked that the last three months have "really taken a toll on the poor girl." She couldn't stop talking about the bags under her eyes, and how much older she seemed. My boss thought that was rude. I was shocked it wasn't coming from my boss. Have I mentioned that I dislike my job? 010518 ... recovering addict i'm sitting here listening to staind and it reminds me of all my rainy days in y_town and things are being overshadowed. "it's been awhile since i could say i wasn't addicted..." 010518 ... abraham lincoln and im wide awake at least until 3am. 010804 ... nee hmm 041229 what's it to you? who go blather from