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So, last night Mister Insomnia, he makes a house call. Which really didn't surprise me, as he'd made a house call the night before. But, last night, I resolve to kill the sorry motherfucker. I triple the usual dosage of the Good-Worker-Bee Pill. Ol' Mister Insomnia, he just laughed. I didn't even feel the pills. Sometime after dawn, Mister Insomnia grew bored, tossed me aside the way King Kong tosses aside all those blondes who aren't Naomi Watts, and he went off to torture someone else. Some day-sleeper, I suppose. And finally the pills kicked in, and I slept the sleep of the wicked and dead until Spooky woke me about noon. I needed help to walk to the kitchen table, pretty much. Now, I'm sitting up straight, but the pills are still going strong. I might be conscious and cognizant by three p.m. This is sort of like waking with a really bad hangover, and you lie still – hurting and ill – aware that you're about to puke, but unable to remember why. Then you do remember why, and you realize that at least you feel this shitty because there was fun beforehand. This is like that. Only I finally realized there was no fun beforehand.

Okay. Stop talking about that. It's not going to help.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,109 words on a new vignette, "Figurehead," for Sirenia Digest #67. The plan was to finish it today and tomorrow. Only, today I'm...this. So, instead, I might hope I can at least get through the line edits for "Fake Plastic Trees" (which sold to Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling's After, in case I forgot to mention that).

Last night, we watched the saddest car wreck of a werewolf film. Scottish werewolves. I used to think Dog Soldiers would always be the worst Scottish werewolf film of all time. Au contraire, mon frère...au contraire. Because last night we watched Craig Strachan's Wild Country (2005), in which five Scottish teenagers – who, I swear to gods, had accents so heavy we needed fucking subtitles – are pursued through the Highlands by people in bear suits. Badly sewn bear suits. So, don't watch this movie, okay? Don't cause my suffering to have been in vain.

Oh, look. An eye booger.

Clearly, I should not be blogging at this particular moment.

P.S. – The moral of our story: Do not try to poison Insomnia, because he will fuck you up.

Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 05:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rexallen.livejournal.com
If you're drugged to the point of grogginess, why not sleep it off?

Sleep is the best part of life - take it when you can get it, I say.

I had pretty good luck holding to a ~30 hour cycle for a couple of years when I was doing contract work and didn't have to stick to "office hours". My waking schedule shifted by 6 hours every day, but that was fine.

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 06:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

If you're drugged to the point of grogginess, why not sleep it off?

On the surface, yes, this seems to make sense. However, to begin with, I sleep today, I don't sleep tonight, and the problem is perpetuated. And if I don't keep to some vague semblance of an "awake during the day" schedule, I get nuts. Plus, though I am a writer who works from home, there are things (emails, phone calls, etc.) that demand of me consciousness during "working hours."

Sleep is the best part of life -

Not with my nightmares. I'd stop sleeping tomorrow, forever, given the opportunity.

My waking schedule shifted by 6 hours every day, but that was fine.

My head would blow up. Really.

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rexallen.livejournal.com
Sleep when you're sleepy, wake when you're wakey! Insomniacs of the world, unite! Throw off the chains that bind you to the 24 hour diurnal cycle - a better world awaits. 8am meetings are the opium of the masses...

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

It's simply not an option for me, as I have explained.

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 09:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rexallen.livejournal.com
Let's just hope that after the revolution things are better for the sleep-different...

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 09:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

What is this revolution you speak of?

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rexallen.livejournal.com
I've already said too much. Ixnay on the evolutionray alktay...

The eagle flies at midnight.

(due to insomnia)

(which, incidentally, Karl Marx also had problems with)

(that is all)


Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 10:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] chris-walsh.livejournal.com
The eagle flies at midnight.

That's how one knows the owls are not as they seem.

Explained!

Date: 2011-05-29 03:38 am (UTC)
ext_4772: (Me 1)
From: [identity profile] chris-walsh.livejournal.com
I answered what sounded like code with more code. Plus it's the Twin Peaks reference. I watched the hell out of it when it was on, back when I was in high school. (A friend of mine got to watch it when it aired, and she was nine. One of my kinkier friends, surprised I'm not...)

Re: Explained!

Date: 2011-05-29 06:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

Believe it or not, I've seen virtually none of Twin Peaks.

Re: Why get up?

Date: 2011-05-28 06:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] andrian6.livejournal.com
Last night, we watched the saddest car wreck of a werewolf film. Scottish werewolves. I used to think Dog Soldiers would always be the worst Scottish werewolf film of all time. Au contraire, mon frère...au contraire. Because last night we watched Craig Strachan's Wild Country (2005), in which five Scottish teenagers – who, I swear to gods, had accents so heavy we needed fucking subtitles – are pursued through the Highlands by people in bear suits. Badly sewn bear suits. So, don't watch this movie, okay? Don't cause my suffering to have been in vain.

This is a shame. I know some folk who would consider being chased around the Highlands by men in bear suits a rollicking good weekend.

Sideways thought: Replace "werewolves" with "Picts" and you'd have a Robert E. Howard story.

Date: 2011-05-28 06:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladyblue56.livejournal.com
Bob Dylan related:
Image (http://www.flickr.com/photos/99036531@N00/5757983147/)

Date: 2011-05-28 06:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

That is the coolest thing ever! Thank you!

Date: 2011-05-28 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladyblue56.livejournal.com
Glad you like it. I saved it esp for you but forgot to save the link. Someone posted it on Twitter but I don't know who to credit.

Date: 2011-05-29 06:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

Credit Charles Schultz. That will suffice.

Date: 2011-05-28 07:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] catconley.livejournal.com
Thanks for the heads up about Wild Country - Netflix just recommended it and I was intrigued by the blurb - I will stay far, far away :)

Date: 2011-05-28 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whiskeychick.livejournal.com
I just thought of a weird war story based upon yours and others battle with Insomnia.

Inspiration comes in strange places.

Here's hoping your hangover dissipates (I only ever poison Insomnia with trazadone and whiskey -- and yes, there's no fun before hand. I wouldn't recommend that strategy either.

Date: 2011-05-28 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greygirlbeast.livejournal.com

Here's hoping your hangover dissipates


In the past five and a half hours, with the application of various other drugs and Red Bull and lots of tea and fruit juice and a certain amount of protein...it's better.

Date: 2011-05-28 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ashlyme.livejournal.com
The worst English werewolf film *ever* is The Wolves of Kromer. I say "werewolves", but the movie's so cheap they're just fey young men in faux-fur coats (with tails) and nail varnish. You want bad? That fits.

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