I was all kinds of productive today, even though my day started out a bit on the lethargic side. For some reason I’ve just had a hard time getting out of bed lately; it all started when the time changed. I mean, I get up moments before my alarm is scheduled to go off and turn it off, but after that I kind of just lay there and stare at the ceiling… and inevitably end up going to sleep again.
My brother always ends up dragging me out of bed and shoving breakfast down my throat before I rush out the door like an anime chick with a piece of toast hanging out my mouth (my Otaku homies out there will get the reference).
I honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. I’m going to bed early enough… I dunno. I just need to force myself to get up, no matter how comfortable my bed is. I guess my excuse this morning was that I didn’t go to sleep the day before due to a hard hit of insomnia, which until now I completely forgot about. Or it could be my hormones. I’ve been practically climbing the walls lately…
Now back to my beginning statement: I was all kinds of productive. I slammed out a ton of Interview With A Werewolf, tinkered a bit with Family Camping Trip, and went back and forth with Amazon about linking the audiobook version of Phi Beta Pie with the eBook and paperback versions – something they’re promising to take care of it for me.
I also attempted to take Anne to the dentist (the right side of her mouth has been hurting her, making it difficult for her to eat), but we couldn’t find the place. We went to the address listed on their website, only to find out that location had been shut down a long time ago. Considering how much time this took, this put us both in wonderful moods. Those are sarcastic italics, by the way. In case you didn’t know. Highly sarcastic.
So, we rescheduled for next Thursday and finally made our way back.
Sometimes life just goes that way, right?
Anyway, until tomorrow my Alexaliens. I have more words to sling!
I love you all.
There’s nothing better than good sex. But bad sex? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich is better than bad sex.
– Billy Joel