Rhythm of the Night

So far, I have not been too successful at getting my sleep/wake cycle back to that of a normal functioning human being. In fact, I feel more discombobulated than usual, maybe it's getting worse. I lose track of the actual time of day on a regular basis. The night time is the right time. Goal for tomorrow is to go to bed immediately after work.

I got some bad news tonight, about a guy I used to work with who got in shit for something stupid. It really bummed me out. I really looked up to this guy and wonder what was going on with him that would have caused him to fall from grace so clumsily (i guess that is something that can never exactly be done gracefully per se, despite itself).

At the restaurant this evening, while displaying the ingenious innovation of a collegue, I managed to pour half a beer onto my leg. The biggest reason that was a drag is that now I can't wear those jeans to school tomorrow. Since that is all I have been wearing to school for the past month, I am sort of at a loss on the wardrobe front.

My speakers.....my prized technological possession(s) (although currently closely rivaled by my printer)..... they're fucking broken, man!!!! What the fuck!?!?!? I have no idea what is going on there, except one of them started to buzz and now they sound like SHIT and I don't think the subwoofer is even producing anything remotely close to a bass line....a low level drone would be more appropriate. I am too cranky to look into this problem at present....minnie the moocher likes to prowl the pad at these hours and I don't feel like coming face to face with a rodent.

schoolwork, why have thou forsaken me? i must get my hands on thee without delay or i fear that i shall perish.

too many things on the brain.
not enough things in the brain.

(is this your brain on drugs?)