This is one of those nights I endure every few months in which I get no sleep at all. I first started getting these last year, and had what (lack of a better term here) one would call "stomach spasms" to accompany them. All I know is I have yet to keel over from one of these episodes, but boy are they unnerving. I was asleep for two hours, then I woke up, then I thought "My stomach feels weird and my skin is hot." Then I remembered I had eaten shrimp tails - NOT SOMETHING I DO OFTEN - tonight, and had eaten exceptionally later than I usually do.
I've been up reading and playing with Smores, who likes to curl in a ball on my lap and purr, and sometimes she pees, but I have yet to be so blessed tonight. I was going to call my Mom and ask her if I was dying, like I do every other day, but I think she's still asleep. I was bit by a spider last night. I know because I woke up with what can only be described as a faux vampire bite on my arm. I have been research spiders and their respective bites (especially nasty ones like the hobo spider) so I don't think this is a spider's fault. Or a guinea pig's fault. Or my diet's fault.
SPEAKING OF, I'm selling an item on Craigslist. I decided to sell it tonight when I could not sleep. I have had one offer for said item from a guy who asked - keep in mind this was like several hours ago - "Do you still have your (respective item?) Where are you?" To which I should reply
"A remote mountain village in Albania."
I'm also reading the book "A Walk in the Woods" by Bill Bryson, and it's a very good read. I tried once to read this in either high school or college and was dismayed. But now that I am ripe at the age of 52, I can truly appreciate this book. In fact, at 3:30 AM, I think I have discovered I should write nonfiction for the remainder of my days. Because the thoughts I have at this hour are so wise and cultivated!
I might go back to bed now, or I might call my Mom instead, because I believe my stomach just made a sound like a slinky going down a waterslide.
I've been up reading and playing with Smores, who likes to curl in a ball on my lap and purr, and sometimes she pees, but I have yet to be so blessed tonight. I was going to call my Mom and ask her if I was dying, like I do every other day, but I think she's still asleep. I was bit by a spider last night. I know because I woke up with what can only be described as a faux vampire bite on my arm. I have been research spiders and their respective bites (especially nasty ones like the hobo spider) so I don't think this is a spider's fault. Or a guinea pig's fault. Or my diet's fault.
SPEAKING OF, I'm selling an item on Craigslist. I decided to sell it tonight when I could not sleep. I have had one offer for said item from a guy who asked - keep in mind this was like several hours ago - "Do you still have your (respective item?) Where are you?" To which I should reply
"A remote mountain village in Albania."
I'm also reading the book "A Walk in the Woods" by Bill Bryson, and it's a very good read. I tried once to read this in either high school or college and was dismayed. But now that I am ripe at the age of 52, I can truly appreciate this book. In fact, at 3:30 AM, I think I have discovered I should write nonfiction for the remainder of my days. Because the thoughts I have at this hour are so wise and cultivated!
I might go back to bed now, or I might call my Mom instead, because I believe my stomach just made a sound like a slinky going down a waterslide.
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