Brought to you by the effects of Stockholm Syndrome from holding myself hostage for so many years.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Early Bird Special
I have had problems lately within. I could not sleep. I haven't been sleeping, unless you call passing out at inopportune times sleeping. I have been obsessed with other's sleep. God, why can't I just sleep?
I got up at six and worked on a post. I posted. I hope nobody read that post. It is unfair to put stuff like that up. I know that some of you know me well enough to probably get real worried about me, so I took the post down and am going to give today a chance. I changed my mind. This would have made #3. There's never going to be a #3--I'm determined (Takes a deep breath and uncrosses fingers).
The one line I will share from that deleted post is this, "Conclusions aren't worth playing hopscotch with here." The other's involved eating my brainstem like lobster, so I think I made the right decision to take it down.
I'm going to be around family today, so I'll have company. God, help me. I just can't help it sometimes.