Gah!

G's computer just fried itself making an oh-so-lovely stench of burnt plasticy whatever in the air. It's not as bad now that I've opened all the windows and put on all the ceiling fans. Still, I'm heading back out onto the deck to see if I can catch some sleep. What a rude way to be woken at 2:30 in the morning from a fine sleep. Gah!

*yawn*

So, G’s computer burns out at 2:30 in the morning, the burning and the commotion wakes me, then I’m hosed. I couldn’t fall back to sleep until 6:30 or 7am. Then I napped until 10am. But I’m exhausted. I’ve been sooooo tired lately. No amount of exercise or sleep seems to quench this. Maybe it’s leftover from the month of insomnia in April/May. *sighs heavily* I’m glad I’m not working today because I’m having trouble thinking. Gah. At least the house doesn’t smell like burned plastic any more. For a while last night, I was trying to sleep out on the deck, but once the insomnia hits, it won’t let me go easily. I guess it’s the price I must pay for… well, something. I’m not sure what wonderful attribute I must have received in exchange for entire sections of my life being under slept and ill rested. *head thunks on keyboard*