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From my little brain
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[8/23/2001]
Gawd, I'm tired.
Yesterday, I got home at 6pm, and tanked out like you wouldn't believe. When I awoke at 9pm, I was totally disoriented and depressed. Gawd, I hate that. I need Prozac. Which of course, made it worse when I actually wanted to sleep at 1am, because by 2am, I was still reading my magazine, and wasn't one bit tired. I'm paying for it now. I'm totally de-energized. I'm convinced that the only time my brain begins to function is after 7pm, when people at work have mostly left, I can finally concentrate and my petite sized pea-brain will kick in double time. That's when the cranial juices start to flow, and I can actually get some work done. Otherwise, I'm like a junkie who's O.D. on EZ-Sleep. Caffeine does nothing for me. I can drink that stuff until I get the runs, but it does not enhance my performance nor keep my eyes from being heavy. Infact as I type, I'm yawning like I'm catching flies. Very, very bad whenever the boss walks by. Of course, I haven't had any keyboard keys imprinted on my forehead yet, but I'm sure that's only a matter of time. ....maybe I have mono? |