I'm awake. God, I'm awake.

As Ambien, so too with Unisom. Now it doesn't work on me, at least not to the extent I'd like. I'm going to try to stay awake for as long as I can without needing to sleep. Let's see where that gets me.

The good news is I have a doc's appointment next week to chat about sleep and the rest of my brainmeat-related oddities. I think there's a rabid weasel deep in the core of my brainmeats chewing its way out. Sure did feel that way for a time. Twitch.

Good ol' Rusty stopped by today, bless 'im. He knows how much I hate driving now. Reminisced. Gave him four DVD-ROMs of data he'll find useful, that's 18 gig of giggles. And his Trogdor shirt, which I somehow spilled coffee on, so Bee washed it. She's such a trooper. And the pigs like Rusty, too, so that was neat. Moosie did her little tricks for him. All was good. Except I'm out of Dr Pepper, which I must remedy.
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