I am *wide awake*. This is my third night without zyrtec after a month of pretty hard core (and doctor prescribed) dosing. Not even going into why, I’m sure people are sick of hearing about it on Twitter and in my Pinky Stuff.
You know how your coolest ideas hit you when it’s nearly impossible to get them written down, like in the shower or while you’re driving or in dreams? Besides keeping spirals scattered around my house and in my car, I have blogs scattered around the internet. My head is a really busy place. I’ve spent nearly thirty years not sleeping because my insomnia is so bad, and over the last nearly ten years I’ve been compiling millions of words into documents. I’ve had loads of practice now, and I can easily whittle ten thousand words down to a 140 character thought. If I ever time travel, I bet I wind up being Confucius.
Some people put quality time into gaming. I’m pretty jealous of them. I’ve tried several kinds of games to pass the long sleepless hours, usually a terrible mistake. Being an obsessive aspie with natural inclinations to addiction, I disappear for days and resurface all wobbly and shaky and disoriented to time and place. The disorientation happens all the time anyway, constantly getting my days mixed up and getting lost in Walmarts, but gaming is like techmeth and turns my brain inside out until I don’t exist in this dimension anymore. I was the first (and only so far) person to hashtag techmeth in English on twitter.