My brain is so much like (maple and brown sugar) oatmeal right now, that I can't even think of a title...
Yes.
I'm still awake.
Still goin'.
Still workin' down the list that includes soaking in the tub, running to the store(s) and baking cookies.
(But, I'm not done yet...)
I don't know how long I was in there, but I added hot water three times. Yep.
Every time I woke up, I put more hot water in there.
*rolls eyes* I sat in there so frickin' long that my ass was literally numb and my feet were so pruned, it hurt to walk. I had intended to shave my legs and do alla that kinda shit while I was in there, then I got a better idea about my hair.
Plus, I needed to let my ass wake up and my feet unprune some... Anyway, what I'm gonna do now is go get a shower shortly.
Wash my hair.
Wrap it in a towel.
Cholesterol it.
Shave my legs while that "soaks".
Rinse hair.
Dry hair.
Get dressed.
Got to stores.
Bring home a buncha shit and put it away.
Then, I'm either gonna bake these stupid cookies or work on that post. Or, collapse into a snoring heap with no warning whatsoever at some point. Right about now I'm starting to get curious about just how far I can get before I do have a "spontaneous narcoleptic interlude". Y'all oughta start some kinda pool on this shit. I doubt I'm gonna make it another 24 hours.
I've been up since 5pm, two days ago, whatever day that was.
And, the only three things I have left to do (besides my hair) are: go to the store(s), work on that post, and bake cookies.
There's not even 24 hours worth of shit there to do, really.
I mean, ohhellyeah, I can make it take that long, or longer, being a Taurus and all, but I won't. So, all you guys need is a 24 hour chart.
Everybody pick a time.
Whosever time I pass out closest to wins. Wins what, I don't know.
That's between y'all. All I need to do is remember to do a few clicks to get to this page, then just drag my hand across the keyboard thusly... wrdsgfrkjlthjy;lk;... so y'all will know when it is that I'm using my last thimble full of energy to crawl up the stairs to bed. I'll find out who won what when I wake up.
In three weeks. Anyhoo... it's almost my favorite time of day... "after around 10pm or so", because, then, everybody is home and everybody is in bed, the HELL outta my way.
*grin* I definitely wanna stay up for one more these "times" in a row.
And, this time, I don't hafta spend 90% of the time giving myself shit for all there is left to do to the stupid house still. So, once I get back from the store(s), I'll finally be at the "flannel jammies and rabbit slippers" point.
And, before I even go to the store(s), I'll have done quite a bit of that "for/to me" shit that I never have time to get to, too... deep conditioning my hair, shaving my legs, that kinda crap...
And, that'll add to how nice it all feels.
(Freshly laundered and dryer sheet-ed flannel against shaved legs? Oooh, baby...)
(Great big handfuls of the softest hair this side of a baby that smells like lilacs to mush into my face and inhale til my lungs pop? Oooooh, yeah.... *grin*) If I do manage to get alla this crap done "tonight", maybe I'll even be able to get to my nails tomorrow sometime... Ya know what?
After spending a whole 14 seconds reflecting on the fact that my "to do list" just got another huge addition to it that bleeds into the next day, I have come to the conclusion that Sam Kinison, in his "dead guy in the mortuary, 'it NEVER ENDS!!!!'" bit, was right. Further, it occurs to me that, just because it's you your own self being that pain in your ass, it changes the quality of the ass-ache quotient not one whit. Ya know?
Comments
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Good gawd! you must have the stamina of a quarterhorse and the presence of mind of a Tibetan monk. I stay awake longer than 24 hours and I start talkin' to the trees, and much longer after that and they start talkin' back to me. Let the "soft black cat" of deep sleep work her magic on you and rest a little...tomorrow always seems to make room for tasks left undone the night before. Wishing you the lowest possible "ass ache" quotient and only Sweet Dreams.
Posted by: vizsladog3 at December 20, 2006 12:09 AM (5U/Gc)
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Oh, believe me, I know whatcha mean with the residual effects of no sleep.
It's a lot like getting stoned.
And, when coupled with getting stoned...
*giggle*
This's ver' much fun.
It's a lot like getting stoned.
And, when coupled with getting stoned...
*giggle*
This's ver' much fun.
Posted by: Stevie at December 20, 2006 12:28 AM (jiIXk)
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