So I got about an hour of sleep last night... I think it was in two shifts... one was from 10:38 until about 11:04 p.m. and the other one was from 6:33 a.m. until 7:02 a.m. The rest of the time I was thinking and getting mad at myself for not falling asleep... (as if I could do something about it).
At first I thought not getting my usual 8 hours of sleep was a bad idea. I didn't have the best of nights as I managed to be extremely rude to my boyfriend for no apparent reason (sorry again, Erik! Thanks for putting up with me and my insomniac nonsense!) and then this morning when I got up from my "cat nap", I kept dropping things and running into walls (although this is acutally quite normal for me on days that I get 8 hours of sleep) oh and I also burned myself with my iron, but I should have known from prior scars that ironing your shirt while you have it ON is NOT a good idea.
So anywho - after my not so good start to the morning and barely being able to drive, walk or even function... the rest of the day has been stellar! But only because it has been funny to my co-workers. You see ... when I don't get sleep my internal filter that usually says "stop Sarah, don't say that" turns off... so as you can imagine I've been saying things that I probably shouldn't... but I don't care and my co-workers think I am more hilarious than usual!
Man - who knows - maybe alls I need to be a stand up comic is no sleep and few diet cokes!
Hurrah!
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