Journal: Feeling dull

After a streak of good weather like we've been having, it's so easy to forget just how easy it is to go from feeling chipper to feeling shredded.

Last night, I went a little manic. After work, I went out and mowed the front yard, dashed off to do some volunteer stuff, and came home by way of the grocery store. Then I stayed up too late reading about the tragic destruction caused by hurricane Katrina. Went to bed at about 11:30, ending up on the futon because the bed was in a state of disrepair. Woke up at 2:30, realized I'd forgotten my evening meds (serzone, baclofen, sanctura, neurontin, and melatonin), decided it was too late to take them, and spent the next four hours getting up to pee every half hour or so. Where in God's name did my kidney's get all that pee from?

Now I'm at work feeling sleep-deprived, stiff, sore, and stupid. I spent Monday and Tuesday procrastinating at work, so I've got lots to get done, but I'm not sure that's going to happen today. Perhaps a second dose of Provigil at noon is in order.