Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts

Saturday, 12 February 2011

I Tidied up my computer Desk...











Now I just need to tidy up my bed...



Right! To Tesco for Relentless and Doritos! I feel an all-nighter coming on...

Sunday, 6 February 2011

I'm So Tired

Well it's half 3 in the morning and I'm still awake. Why am I still awake? I just don't feel like going to bed. It's not that I'm not tired. I'm fucking knackered. I just don't feel like sleeping.

Hey! I'm an adult and I've not got anything in particular to get up for tomorrow - I don't have to go to bed if I don't want to. And you know what? Maybe I wont!

But I am fucking tired.

Why don't I want to go to bed? I don't know. Maybe the tiredness has gotten to my head and I just don't care about doing what would make me feel better. I'm comfortable with being awake right now. Why go through the transition from not being in bed to being in bed? It's a hassle.

Just wait 'till tomorrow morning (or afternoon if you're being pedantic). It'll be next to impossible to get me out of bed.

But why would you want to get me out of bed? What possible reason would you have for forcing me out of a warm, cosy bed? On a Sunday of all days!

Saying that, I don't mind being woken up. In fact I quite like it. Just as long as I don't actually have to get up. Wake me all you like losers! I'm not going to get out of that bed. Probably.

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

19(55)84

For some reason(I don't know why), I have(well actually I do know but that get's in the way of the story so forget that)an audiobook of George Orwell's 1984 on my mp3 player. I haven't listened to it yet - well not properly. Over the last few nights I've been listening to it through my xbox(Yeah, I use modern technology) as I lie in bed. Unfortunatly, each segmant is around 40 minutes long and as I'm in bed, I'm fairly tired. Like most tired people in bed, I tend to fall asleep. I've heard the first half hour about 3 times so far. I think I'm probably going to know the first half hour off the top of my head. As for the rest, well that's probably going to be in my head somewhere. As it turns out, listening to an audiobook of 1984 messes with your dreams. I can't remember what any of these dreams are, but at the time of waking up, I knew it was because of that damn audiobook. I have found myself being more paranoid about the forces above. TVs definatly seem to be watching me just as much - if not more that I watch them.

I might bring back the "Martin's messed up dreams" posts. I can't remember how many I did. 5ish? Who cares?