Once again I use the words, I didn’t expect to be here, and then I pause, wondering if that is really true. Did I believe I could fall asleep at a reasonable hour today when I’ve been bumping the wake up stuff pretty much all day. That seems like a familiar phrase.
It’s Wednesday but it seems more unusually dead than a normal 3rd week in February. I did actually see several cool segment pieces on Black History month. One of the last few years I noticed at the end I hadn’t noticed much that year.
Things that go without saying, should be said more often.
The loop has got to loop. Its what it does
I did a public D’OH move but at least nobody noticed and I didn’t actually call for help. I did blog for help a bit. More like a whine I suppose. If I reframe it as a learning experience, it is another example of me getting something done.. with relative ease, even though it had already exploded inside my head to a level of doom.
However, my car lives another day. It has a weak battery, but we know what needs to be done some mornings. Today, I was finishing up a short Walmart run to replenish the essentials for living a hermit life without interaction or food. My lunch meat, bread, milk, cerial and bags of micowavable food.
Yesterday was the pizza that broke the streak. How many days can I go without leaving… but when I’m out, pizza.
Oh, and Hersheys Kisses of course.
I get in. Sit down and no vroom?
Not even a rollover attempt, which is the usual with her battery issues.
A certain amount of yadda yadda yadda is in this part. The fail part. The depression part. The moments when your car doesn’t start that you… that I look at that car as …
yadda yadd yadda.
It was me. The car wasn’t in park. It won’t start.
Solution: Put it in park. Start. DRive home.
Sleep. No Sleep. Bump. Sleep… 1 hour.
My teeth hurt. Dehydrrated and some gum soreness.
I just forced myself through the initial pain of eating something. After a while it returns closer to normal.
I wanted to go to sleep. I do not want to go on record listing how few… I don’t like having to tell the past in order.
We live life at the speed of now, but we replay the stories without a purpose of time. I have not slept much lets say. Not enough.
I will try and force it tonight, or do that fale sleep.
8:38pm … I have slept 3 houyrs today in 3 1 hour shifts… more or less.
The skilent whirs that my head turns into music are extra annoying when I’m trying to sleep. Music wil keep me up, even if it’s imaginary.
I wil try. Teeth out? Yeah… goodnight x1
End of Part one. Tonight’s Orange Jeff show was brought to you by millions of years of evolution and I only use two fingers for all of this.