Let’s see:
I am well rested, and sitting here drinking my Odwalla Superfood Micronutrient Fruit Juice Drink.
Doing good so far 
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Monthly Archives: August 2005
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Currently Watching Alice in Wonderland (Masterpiece Edition) By Kathryn Beaumont, Ed Wynn see related |
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“We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”
“How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
“How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in
With gently smiling jaws!”
“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes, and ships, and sealing wax,
Of cabbages, and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot,
And whether pigs have wings.”
Oh how I wish I had a camera for this one…
Stephanie was reaching into the rabbits’ cage and “petting” Rex on the head. She was literally using her paw to run down Rex’s forehead. I have a feeling she wanted to play with his ears (she does this when he’s out), but it was so cute to see her trying to play with her buddy.
Rex, meanwhile, did not once move from his salad.
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you should see the stars tonight
how they shimmer shine so bright
against the black they look so white
comin’ down from such a height
to reach me now, reach me now
you should see the moon in the flight
cuttin’ cross the misty night
softly dancin’ in sunshine
reflections of this light
reach me now, you reach me now
I am not tired. I passed that point many, many hours ago. I am functionally exhausted. I think my higher brain functions went out the window somewhere around one o’clock this morning, and I don’t know how I am going to stay awake through the sermon today without some kind of caffeine drip.
Somewhere in an old post, I said “It’s when I’m hovering between sleep and awake that I am at my most introspective”. Wonder why that is…
I can’t close my eyes, or allow even a tantalizing taste of sleep. It’s pretty bad when you imagine what it would be like to curl up under the covers. But a little nap won’t replenish what I have deprived myself of. So I’ll just have to keep my eyelids open until I can close them again for a good ten to twelve hours.
The physical stuff is just adding to it, I know. That deep-down weariness that makes it seem like you’ve never been well rested.
I’m living on Ibuprofen again…I hate that. The pain is fierce, and I unconsciously draw a sharp breath when the offending joint is pushed too far. But the pain is also dull. Achy. My body protests, as though I have overworked it. Going out to the movies and shopping for cat food should not be strenuous. Not for a 20 year old.
I ate…better today. I’m going to start making my morning smoothies again, and try to do better about drinking my water.
I’ve also got to get enough sleep. No one likes a functionally exhausted Emily.
