2.01.2009

Velvet Morning

You'd think 9 glasses of wine, blood pressure medication and an Ambien would've resulted in a few hours of sleep/passing out. Not so. I need a distraction to get over this ed-obsession. Unfortunately, I recently stopped dating, am on a diet, a strict new budget and still have plenty of cats.

2009: the year of the crack pipe.

[Meds by Placebo]

6 comments:

Haphazardkat said...

Puff puff pass, girl.

Puff puff pass...

Laoch of Chicago said...

I find telling my cats my problems can be pretty helpful. They, like any good therapist, ignore my angst and act like my feelings are insignificant and suggest a solution which they find helpful, ignoring your diet, eating massive amounts of food, and finishing with an epic nap.

deadites said...

The only thing I've been obsessing over lately, is my lack of sleep. No matter what time I go to bed at, I seem to wake up at 5 for no particular reason. No noise, no cat attack, no late night trips to the loo. Just awake. Must be a family thing as my sister has me beat. She's been waking up at 4:30!

Glad you tracked me down!

AlabamaGal said...

Another insomniac! Welcome to the zombie club.

It's 3:28 a.m. and I am not sleepy at all.Pass the pipe sistah!

Michelle

ColleenQ said...

Kat: *choke, cough, sputter*. I may need more practice...

Loach: my cats aren't as evolved: they keep suggesting a good squirrel hunt.

Deadites: I wouldn't mind the lack of sleep if it wasn't accompanied by puffy, wrinkly, old lady eyes!

Michelle: zombies don't live forever, hopefully!

deadites said...

That's where the sunglasses come in handy!