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hummingwolf) wrote2003-08-05 11:44 pm
hummingwolf) wrote2003-08-05 11:44 pm
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Oh. Um, hi.
Really haven't been writing much here lately, have I? It's probably a good idea to update, if for no other reason than future reference or in case anyone ever wants an explanation of why I haven't been updating.
Incredibly tired. For those keeping track: While I've been having trouble sleeping for the last year or so, I've been especially insomniac since this year's summer solstice. No particular reason that I know of, that's just the way things have been working out.
So between sleep dep and last week's infection (haven't seen a doctor yet--they canceled my appointment and rescheduled for later this week), I'm kinda brain-fried and exhausted at the moment. Managed to walk a mile yesterday and two and a half today anyway, but my mental processes aren't in such good shape. There have been myriad idea fragments floating through my consciousness like bits of DNA or RNA or something in some primordial soup, but they all sank beneath the surface again when they discovered the mental environment was inhospitable to sustained thought. And the metaphor in the previous sentence is your semi-intelligent babble for the night. I'm crispy.
An example of how out of it (what is it anyway?) I currently am: Late last night I asked the folks sitting on the back porch beneath my bedroom window if they could please chat somewhere else so I could sleep. The guys were very polite, apologized profusely, so that worked out okay. But I honestly couldn't tell you whether or not either of the men sitting at the table lives in this house. No clue. Can't tell you if the guy who just walked out of the bathroom is a tenant or a guest either.
Song on my Launchcast station as I typed those last few lines: The Divine Comedy, "Through a Long & Sleepless Night."
Since I'm here babbling anyway, may as well mention that I've been signed into my alternate Yahoo address and listening to the Hummingwolf launchcast station linked above. If anyone's interested in what I've been hearing tonight, here's a playlist:
Queensryche, "Spreading the Disease" (live)
Howard Jones, "Hide and Seek"
Underworld, "Ess Gee"
Alice in Chains, "Man in the Box"
The Corrs, "Dreams (Tee's Radio Mix)"
Kina, "Have a Cry"
Loreena McKennitt, "Banks of Claudy"
Filter, "Hey Man Nice Shot (Nickel Bag)"
Plainsong, "The Clearances"
Erik Friedlander, "Doom Watcher"
The Divine Comedy, "Through a Long & Sleepless Night"
Angelique Kidjo, "Summertime"
If the rest of the record labels ever reach an agreement with Yahoo, my Launch station could be dangerous. Or possibly hopelessly "adult alternative," I'm not sure which.
Will try to get a good night's sleep in a little bit. Wish me luck!
Incredibly tired. For those keeping track: While I've been having trouble sleeping for the last year or so, I've been especially insomniac since this year's summer solstice. No particular reason that I know of, that's just the way things have been working out.
So between sleep dep and last week's infection (haven't seen a doctor yet--they canceled my appointment and rescheduled for later this week), I'm kinda brain-fried and exhausted at the moment. Managed to walk a mile yesterday and two and a half today anyway, but my mental processes aren't in such good shape. There have been myriad idea fragments floating through my consciousness like bits of DNA or RNA or something in some primordial soup, but they all sank beneath the surface again when they discovered the mental environment was inhospitable to sustained thought. And the metaphor in the previous sentence is your semi-intelligent babble for the night. I'm crispy.
An example of how out of it (what is it anyway?) I currently am: Late last night I asked the folks sitting on the back porch beneath my bedroom window if they could please chat somewhere else so I could sleep. The guys were very polite, apologized profusely, so that worked out okay. But I honestly couldn't tell you whether or not either of the men sitting at the table lives in this house. No clue. Can't tell you if the guy who just walked out of the bathroom is a tenant or a guest either.
Song on my Launchcast station as I typed those last few lines: The Divine Comedy, "Through a Long & Sleepless Night."
Since I'm here babbling anyway, may as well mention that I've been signed into my alternate Yahoo address and listening to the Hummingwolf launchcast station linked above. If anyone's interested in what I've been hearing tonight, here's a playlist:
Queensryche, "Spreading the Disease" (live)
Howard Jones, "Hide and Seek"
Underworld, "Ess Gee"
Alice in Chains, "Man in the Box"
The Corrs, "Dreams (Tee's Radio Mix)"
Kina, "Have a Cry"
Loreena McKennitt, "Banks of Claudy"
Filter, "Hey Man Nice Shot (Nickel Bag)"
Plainsong, "The Clearances"
Erik Friedlander, "Doom Watcher"
The Divine Comedy, "Through a Long & Sleepless Night"
Angelique Kidjo, "Summertime"
If the rest of the record labels ever reach an agreement with Yahoo, my Launch station could be dangerous. Or possibly hopelessly "adult alternative," I'm not sure which.
Will try to get a good night's sleep in a little bit. Wish me luck!