Exhausted

[azurelunatic]

I hammered myself into the ground last night, yesterday, and today. Not enough sleep, too much to do.

Today I just about flipped out in the grocery store. Sleep-deprivation means claustrophobia; claustrophobia means no crowds. Too many minds pressing in on mine.

I probably should wind up getting enough sleep tonight. I hope I will.

As soon as Marx's mother is off the phone with him, it's time to...

ahh. Call Darkside.

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[metaphorge.livejournal.com]

I usually imagine myself wearing a tinfoil hat to combat that phenomenon, which karmaryllis and I have dubbed "mall-brain".

[azurelunatic]

I don't normally have this problem. I normally walk around in a sealed prism...

However.

Monday night: not much sleep. Tuesday afternoon, five hours sleep. Wednesday morning: one hour sleep. Wednesday evening: 45 minutes sleep. Thursday morning: three hours sleep. In the last 48 hours, only five have been sleeping ones.

This is not usually a good thing...