Sleeplessness by any other name
I just took a chill pill (code name: Ibuprofen).
It’s 12:51 on the Battlestar Insomnia.
Though I’m not fighting Cylons, I often think the office copy machine/fax/scan/staple thingy is trying hard to become one. Want to see it crash and burn in half a second? Just say the words, “I’m in a hurry,” and paper gets stuck in 20 places instantly.
Then there are the power surges, and 3 second power outages that happen for no apparent reason.
Truly, I believe that someone at the power company is saying, “Let’s see whose work we can screw up this time.”
All it takes is the flip of a switch. I lost 20 minutes of work that way — once. I’ve since invested in a battery backup and surge protector thingy that gives me 5 minutes to back up everything if there’s a power outage.
With my luck, I’ll be in the bathroom when there’s a power surge, feeling around for the toilet paper.
What’s keeping me up tonight? Wish I knew.
All I can tell you is that at 2:00pm every day, I can go to sleep in seconds. That lasts about an hour, if I allow it to happen. Then, I can’t get to sleep until 3:00am.
It’s 1:00 in the morning. I’ve written a post, checked Twitter and scrolled through Facebook. All I have to show for it is this:
Good night, and once again, may the farce be with you.