Argh! Crashed hard early Monday evening (between six and seven,
I think), slept fitfully until after noon, spent the afternoon in
severe pain because the tramadol wasn't enough and I didn't want
to take codeine a) in case I needed it today and b) for fear of
not being able to sleep last night/this morning, since I wanted
to conserve spoons for HCB rehearsal tonight. (Fortunately the
pain was down in the ignorable-with-tramadol range by mid-evening.)
So of course I've not slept since, anyhow. *pout* Hating
this. (I've tried a few prescription & non-prescription
sleep aids. The most effective work for two or three nights
then stop working for me even if I stop taking them for a few
months then try again.)
I set a series of alarms to try to wake me in time for
rehearsal if I do fall asleep, but if it doesn't happen soon
then I won't be in any shape to go anywhere when I wake up
if I wake up in time. Argh, I say, and also Feh and Harrumph!
Caught Charlie Rose earlier this morning. Going to
have to go back and mine that episode for quotes. Maybe they'll
have a transcript up by the time I get to that.
Posted
some half-baked, sleep-deprived thoughts about crime reduction
in very broad terms, in a comment. Ought to go back and do the
research I admitted not having done, and make a whole entry
here out of it, but not today. (Because today I'm trying to
#%^@ing sleep and then hoping to get to rehearsal.)
The other two things I was going to mention here just flew
right out of my head. (Izzat the approach of sleep at long last,
or just being scatterbrained?)