My good old friend insomnia

Yes, it's back. The hours of rolling in bed, getting more and more frustrated as minutes tick by. I can hear ma snoring and the cats are quietly lounging here and there, probably asleep.

And I'm wide awake.

Went to bed early. Eternal optimist, I thought I'd get sleep as early as 10pm. Hah. I was actually able to fall asleep, but like two minutes after, the phone rang. After a brief conversation with a friend, I was suddenly wide awake.

Did lotsa things that usually make me fall asleep. Including walking around the flat, eating, watching some of the special features on my BoB DVDs. Thought about writing. Listened to music.

And here I am, awake.

It wouldn't be such a big deal if I weren't going to work early tomorrow. Thank all the gods I don't have a monster day, the usual 9 am to 10 pm Wednesday. Am thrilled. I can deal with little sleep for eight hours of work, especially when we have meetings till noon.

I just hate working when I'm tired. I always get cranky and lose what little patience I have left. With the monster kids and my colleagues.

Gah.

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Am still awake.

I'm scribbling again. It's weird how I always seem to be at my best during the night. My creativity actually flows when it's dark and quiet everywhere.

Maybe I should take a gallup. Ask slashers when do they actually work on their fics.

Managed to actually get to the point in the fic. Am still wondering if I should wait until it's finished before posting. It's not a WIP per se (and GODS I love that word...) but a series. So to post or not to post.

Please, somebody shoot me!

My alarm will go off in exactly 4 hours 27 minutes. I wonder if I should try to go to bed again, even though I don't feel at all sleepy. Maybe I'll finish writing this scene and then take a long shower. That should make me drowsy.

I hope.

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Showered. Am still not feeling sleepy.

I'm trying not to think about the fact that everyone seems to be watching TTT Extended and I have to wait for a week until I get to see that.

Am also trying not to think about the fact that I'm shedding. At this rate, I'll be bald before my 28th birthday.

Heh. On a brighter note, am still scribbling. Felt the urge to squeal like a schoolgirl when my idiots finally kissed. Am I the only person in the world who both loves and wants to strangle all my characters?

Err... Someone else's characters I'm just borrowing.

I shouldn't be allowed near LJ when I'm this fucked up. Of course that would mean I'll never post again. But honestly...

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Fuck!

As you can see, am still awake. Tried to sleep, but even though at the moment am totally exhausted, I can not get sleep.

I have to leave to work in less than two hours, so I guess trying to fall asleep is kinda pointless now. I just so totally hate my life right now.

I wonder if I should call in sick. Really don't want to. I mean really don't wanna.

Gah.

Will go to wash my hair. Maybe my brain cells will activate and I can decide what to do. :(