Angoel (angoel) wrote,

I really don't know what my brain's trying to do to me at times. At seven, feeling tired, lonely and annoyingly unconstructive I went to bed and read a book. My brain liked this, so I continued until about eleven. At this stage the batteries in my PDA (which I was reading from) died, so I decided it was a good time to go to sleep.

My brain had different ideas. It decided now was an ideal time to feel productive. Lying in the bed doing nothing but dozing? Out of the question! I needed to be up, sorting out the flat, setting the world to rights. Forwards!

I've decided to sort this out by getting drunk. I suspect that I'll regret this later, but I haven't got drunk for absolutely ages, and (in my slightly sleep deprived incoherent state) I have a vague idea it's a good idea. Besides, some of the drinks have a best before date of April 2003. It's about time they were used.

UPDATE: Well, I finally got to sleep at about 3:45, so at least I got four and a bit hours sleep. I still feel somewhat drunk, though. This too will pass...
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