While You Weren't Sleeping

I managed to get my laundry done last night and am actually in clean pants at work this morning and have a belt on. I fell asleep during the NCAA championship game because Florida was just beating the ass of Ohio State and woke up at 7:30 on the couch a little out of it. So, I rolled to bed at 8:00 PM thinking there is no way I'm not going to get enough sleep. Whelp, here is the play-by-play.

9:27 PM: The world's biggest train must have went by because I woke up.

9:48 PM: I woke up to the last two notes of an 8-bit version of Final Countdown. I had no idea what it was and then remembered that it was my ringer as I started to rouse a bit. I remembered that T had talked about crashing at my place if she got too wasted during basketball. So, I texted her that I was sleeping and just to let me know if she wants me to leave the door open, but then I listened to her voicemail and she had some issue with her ex-boyfriend and was crying so I called her back to see if she was okay. During the phone conversation, I started to feel a little jealous that she was able to channel sadness the way she was doing it. I think it would be much healthier to just cry rather than drink and fornicate. Those are short term solutions where crying may give the user some closure. Too bad being macho is so awesome. Anyway, we got through the conversation and I went back to bed.

12:58 AM: Holy crap almost hit REM sleep on that one. This is the weird one. In a previous blog I mentioned that I had met someone who I was pretty sure was to fall madly in love with me and then we would smash each other emotionally after a brief amount of time. Well, she called me and I didn't even think I would ever hear from her ever again because I was in the bag when we met.
-Plus, her area code on her phone was 805 and I'm pretty sure that is Bakersfield.
-Plus, I'm pretty sure she has a boyfriend and he is more than likely bigger than me.
-Plus, she probably has like four kids and previous bankruptcies.
-Plus, she probably loves hummus and hates Adidas shoes.
-Plus, she probably likes to choke on the first date.
Anyway, we talked and I was pretty lucid so she could've asked me anything and got the truth about it. Her first question, I think, was "Do you even remember my name?" I told her yes and then said the wrong name, but it was pretty close which I think actually impressed her. I then let her know that I was pretty sure we were supposed to start hanging out together and I had no idea why and couldn't explain why it was happening, but that I was pretty sure of it. When I saw her it really did feel like I had gone on my own personal Internet and read some spoilers about my own personal upcoming episodes. I was at the very least making her curious and also probably emanating a crazy stalker vibe. So, I checked my phone this morning and we only talked for like three minutes, but I told her I would set up a time after work this week to meet properly. I'm extremely intimidated because what if I'm way wrong? I would probably still have to try and make it work because I came off all sure of myself. Being crazy is complicated.

3:20 AM: Very bad dream. Not even a dream, it was pretty much a slo-mo replay of a very bad time with dreamlike affectations. So, the memory is exactly like it was except time is a little messed up and Wally Gator is in the room. Aside from that, it's pretty much just reliving it, though. Woke up sweating due to the dream or liver damage according to Web MD or it was just hot.

4:00 AM: World's biggest train must be returning from wherever it was. There should be a law.

5:00 AM: I must've woke up just to look at the alarm clock. This was the point that I remembered that that girl called and it made me smile and feel content for 48 seconds.

5:50 AM: At this point, I just got up and took a shower. There was really nothing else to do.

So, tonight, I'm going to try it again. The goal this week is to get a consistent four hours in a row without the use of sleep performance enhancers. I'm sure it will get better on April 24th. So, 20 more days.