I’ve had the most spectacular nightmares. I mean… the really ghoulish kind, that gets you up and screaming in the middle of the night, or at least sweating and gasping like a crazy person. They’re really diverse too. Different one each night. I’m pretty sure it’s because I turn onto my back at some point and my bump starts obstructing my breathing. Gotta find some way to solve that.
Four days of crummy sleep and being the sole physiatrist at work is really getting on my nerves. I’m an insufferable cross between Grouchy Smurf and Lazy Smurf. All I wanna do is sleep… and instead people are on my case all the time, cos they need scripts, or wheelchair prescriptions, or there’s some emergency… BLAH.
At home people are bugging me too. Try taking a nap and having everyone call you, phone and doorbell ringing every second.
Plus I’m unreasonably resentful toward every single series that’s been given a decent run (more than 2-3 seasons), even the ones I like. WTF do you need 10-15 seasons for??? By now everything in the world’s happened to the characters and they can’t possibly function like normal people. Give my freshman series another run instead.
LOL. Ok, enough ranting. I’ve got it out of my system.
These aren’t even problems. They are NOTHING. I’m so grateful for everything, so happy about everything… a day like today is just a hiccup (cos I’m tired and grouchy)… and not worth another moment’s thought.
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