I am a mess today. I blame the fact that last night I got home around 11:15pm, then decided to eat a big bowl of soba, then decided to paint my nails, and then decided to finish up season one of "Dexter" on Netflix instant watch. Why the crap can't I ever just GO TO BED??
When I woke up this morning I felt so out of it that I convinced myself for a full three hours that I must have carbon monoxide poisoning - the slow but steady kind. The fear is a wee bit justified since we have an older apartment and repair people came to look at our messed-up oven recently but... really. My first thought when I'm tired and sickly and cranky shouldn't be "we're all going to die in our sleep!"
This is the way my mind works, kids: in paranoid bursts.
But now, roughly five hours after waking, I have had five Dum Dums and I'm listening to David Bowie's greatest hits and feeling much better. I forgot how awesome Dum Dums are.
Did you know there are strawberry shortcake and banana split flavors in addition to the already-awesome cream soda and butterscotch? WOW.
Of course, I never forget how awesome David Bowie is.
So... yeah. Feeling better, but I'm still gonna make sure we have a carbon monoxide alarm in our apartment because I'm sure I'll stay up late again tonight and wake up tomorrow feeling paranoid all over again and freak out and email my roommate again. (Sorry Allison!)
(Mug shot via The Smoking Gun via Milk.)