sew. thought i'd share this with all of you.
I've been up straight now for 36 hours. i didnt sleep last night because i thought if i stayed up and waited for some chicks to come over i'd get some. well i didnt, but then i couldnt get to bed. I knew today was my first day (which is why i think i couldnt get to bed, partially) at a new job, so i planned on going to bed by 12. then my buddy says "meet me and these two girls at the bar" okay, even though i was hungover from friday, i go and have a couple beers. the broads dont show. i get home around 2, do my sleepy time routine, and hop in to bed. then my phone rings. "hey those girls are coming over, i'll be home in a sec"
Damnit. I put my pants back on and clean up my room. Do i have condoms. yes. do my bed sheets smell like ****? yes. oh well.
Down stairs now to clean up the house and make it somewhat acceptable living space. Time is now 3:00 or so. buddy gets home about 3:30 girls get here shortly after. Well they are completely boring.
My buddy works with the one chick (who is super hot but he has dibs, i'm stuck w/ chubby McSmokesmenthols. Yuck. im loosing interest fast, but im stuck in this damn situation because i gotta wing man.
He plays his game and takes hot girl up to his room, they chat. i chat w/ those 2 and leave ms average downstairs to her own devices. She claims she is drunk, i say
, so i dont really care for her at all right now. I give her a blanket and say "you can sleep on the couch".
So by now my roomie has shut the door to his room and they are talking. great. so i go downstairs and girl says "they arent doing anything naughty up there are they". "No" i say, "i'd give it about fifteen minutes". Ha yea right amandas not like that, shes a good girl. "are you a good girl" i ask the girl, my primal instincts kicking in. "hah, maybe. my boyfriend says..." i dont hear what she says after this, im already walking towards the stairs.
So I'm upstairs trying not to listen to the conversation in the room across the hall unsuccessfully, and like i said about 15 mins after he shuts his door the bed starts squeakin. at least they kept it down thinking i was sleeping. so now i've got people having sex across the hall and im pissed and cant sleep, tons of crap going through my head. its about 5 in the morning now. they do their thing, for a while, and six o clock rolls around. all im thinking to myself is "okay if i fall asleep right now i can still get 3 solid hours of sleep before work".
Of course the more i try to fall asleep the harder it is. seven o clock. eight o clock. eight thirty. and im out of bed. Not a single Z. i wasnt sure it was possible, im still not sure i havent just dreamed this entire day.
i take a shower and im thinking "well for not sleeping at all i seem to be doing okay". I've never gone a night without sleeping in my life. ever. closest i've come was when i was in columbus for a rave and... if you know you know if you dont you dont.
K. so now i gotta go to work. "im a zombie" i think to myself. wow. and suddenly i really think i am a zombie. i really psyched myself out for a small moment. i brush it off and get ready for work. pants. socks. shoes. shirt. shirt. tie. **** i forget how to tie a tie. why now. damnit wheres a mirror.
Work was great. I have no idea what anybodys name is, what anybody told me, what any of the rules are, nothing. all that i know is that i went in today having no sleep and i got everything i was supposed to done and nobody thought twice about it. okay, this is a cake job.
All day i thought about sleep. And after i ate a five star lunch i felt really good. Like i didnt even need any sleep. I must be superman. I thought i'd just come home and sleep the rest of the day when i got off, but i didnt. I did stuff. Important stuff. I lifted. I tended my garden. I fixed stuff. I watched TV. i Posted for a while. and i really didnt feel any intense desire to sleep.
Now its midnight. 36 hours since i woke up almost 2 days ago. and i dont know if im delusional or if i really may be able to go another night without sleeping. I feel like i've gone beyond tired and am now in some sort of state of mind that teeters between consciousness, insanity, and the subconscious.
i wanted this down in writing so i can read it tomorrow after i sleep.