Oh, I know. But I don't have time for the wine during the week! I can lounge around in the mornings on the weekends so sleep isn't an issue then. It's just the trying to sleep after working until 1 a.m. and getting some rest before the next morning.

I'll try it.

My sleep is mostly fine, I work hard, physically, so I'm tired at the end of the day. But many times, I have cramps in various muscles in my legs that attack me when I'm just trying to roll over or shift the covers. Ho. Lee. Shit. From zero to excruciating in nothing flat. The worst is when muscles from opposing groups are both cramping--no stretching one because it exacerbates the other set. JFC. Or when both legs are cramping, just misery.

Stretches? OK! It can't be worse.

Potassium.

Or possibly calcium. I used to get excruciating nightly leg cramps that started during my first pregnancy, now about 95% eliminated with a hefty calcium supplement.

Magnesium

UT, you crack me the hell up! Laughter, the *best* medicine.

So the other day I call me landlord's manager about an AC unit that isn't working properly, and he says he's busy and will call me back. He doesn't, I catch him again a few hours, "he'll take care of it" and hangs up, nothing... I call the next day, nothing, leave messages, he ignores... And I am on my edge, I am just about to give him the smack down about who the fuck he think he is that I need to run after him to get him to do his job, by this point I am furious, calling with the explicit plan of exploding all over his face, and then... And then he answers, and... He's bloody nice and helpful! and gives me the number of his AC guy and says he'll pay for everything and will re inverse me for some of the stuff i've paid for the apt on my own and even pay me because the other neighbor told him about me fixing the shared fence...

The nerve. Fuck that guy.

Last night, as I slept, someone came and stole my eyeballs.
I mean I know that was always a recurring fear of mine, but maybe it was actually a premonition or something.

They took them to a sandbox and kicked them around in the sand for fun.
Then they brought them back and re-inserted them.
I should be grateful that they're here. But bloody hell they hurt this morning.

Apparently, I've been sleeping with my eyes, both of them, open. I wake up and my eyes are so dry they're painful to open/close.

Maybe Sullivan and Wazowski are messing with you? ;)

You could try using an eye mask. Minifob sleeps with one every night. Black satin, very stylish. :)

No monsters under mah bed...Momdigr checked.

Stupid phone died this morning with no warning. No charge lights, no life of any kind. Instant brick.

Fortunately I didn't have much data on there that wasn't also backed up somewhere else, just a handful of photos from the last few days and, oh, every phone contact I had added in the past two years. For some reason those had only gone to internal phone memory instead of the SIM card. So I have the number of every high school friend I haven't called in ten years, but none of the two dozen food co-op people whose numbers I will need to know at the delivery site tomorrow. Rat bastards.

On the upside, I have a new phone. On the downside, everything is different, and I hate different.

On the upside, you have a valid excuse to avoid people you don't like tomorrow. :haha: