insomnia versus ambien, round eleventy-five

So I'm staring at the ceiling, watching the whirling shadows of the fan blades dance in the light of my lava lamp. There is no sleep to be had here.

My mind turns a few things over and sideways. Usually this would be an ideal time for a belt, but alas, the new chemical additives don't like alcohol. No can do.

So I'm thinking about this and that.

I wonder how long the ambien will take to work.

I'm thinking about having to set up eighteen workstations in a mini-LAN just to support a two-day class at the plant.

I'm wondering how many trips I'm going to make to the sushi buffet on Canal St before I have that "bad sushi" thing happen to me.

I'm thinking about someone I met recently and how piercingly blue their eyes were. I'm talking unreal azure.

I'm boggled at how the Lady Tigers could have lost to Baylor.

I'm lamenting that Lil Ray's diner changed the menu yet again and took my guaca-burger off the sandwich list. Beeeetches. The "not-nacho" fries, too. Double beeeeeeeeetches.

I wonder how much that art deco glassfront building is on the corner. Great spot for a bookstore.

Speaking of art deco, I just remembered a new one I found, an old school I think, now converted to a church, just a few blocks down on Jeff Davis. I gotta get pictures of that place.

I reckon how long it will take for my loser neighbor to move the hell out and get lost for good.

I wonder if I'll ever find a Linux driver for this Dlink wireless card.

Should I buy a dog? Or a fish? Or just a bottle of Cab?

Bah.

Silliness, all and every.

Argh!

Whoa geez I'm in SUCH a crapola mood today.

Sleep was a rarity last night.

Today I had what was apparently a male "friend" of Tracey's call me and warn me not to bother her any more, adding some particularly indecent threats in the process. Nice. Very classy. She seems to know nothing about it.

Had to endure the new head of facilities claiming that the helpdesk wasn't responsive in loading his new Autocad suite. Never mind that the oaf didn't bother to tell us the software was even in, or that he permanently borrowed a loaner laptop by appropriating it at the end of a department meeting.

Dined on tropical fruit Skittles and diet Coke at lunch. I'm the envy of gourmands everywhere.


But...

The day is improving. I'll leave work shortly. I'm not on kid patrol tonight, so I'm on my own for the evening.

Good ol' robland and I are looking at seeing Sin City this evening at Clearview and buying Semolina for the show. Nice. Gotta love a well-stocked food court you can take into the theater.

May do a Target trip while I'm there. It's clearance mark-down day.

I get to drive drive drive! Haven't taken the buggy into Metairie for a spin lately.

Maybe the idiot next door will be moved out by today.


Highs and lows. Funny how the feeling goes.

Anybody want to see Sin City tonight?

New York in May, anyone?

I'm seriously considering going to New York for this:

 

Crazy? 'Spensive too, Luuuuuucy! Gawd, a week. Can I pull that off? I'm fuckin' dreamin', huh?

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