So Very Tired
I think I’m going to pass out this afternoon. I probably should have taken a nap. Why didn’t I? I have no idea. I have to leave in 45 minutes to pick up Erik so it’s a little late now.
I was up all freakin’ night with a belching problem. I seriously have no idea how one human can produce so much gas. I have Gas-X and phazyme, both totally necessary since having my gallbladder taken out. Didn’t feel like either was helping much last night. I am trying to tell myself that it would have been worse if I wasn’t using my drugs. Ugh.
Didn’t you want to hear about that?
I finally had to get up in middle of the night and hang around downstairs so Mike could try and get some sleep.
When I went back to bed I couldn’t sleep because I kept thinking about kicking someone in the chest and knocking them down.
What the hell?
I decided that if someone attacked me I would just kick them really hard and kill them. Then I realized that I can’t kick that high, so it would need to be a midget or a child and I don’t want to kill a child so it would have to be a midget. Then I decided that it would feel really gross and squishy to kick midget boobs (or any boobs) so I’m down to male midgets. Now I’m all prepared to be attacked by a midget man. I’m sure all my potential attackers will take that into account and cancel their dastardly plans if they don’t fit my strict definition of attackers I can kill with a kick.
In the harsh light of day, I’m not so sure I could kill anyone with a kick.
Maybe I should take a sleeping pill tonight. I think I’m delerious.