Scattered Sentences

I get up at two-thirty for a midnight reading session, and to appease the cats in their nocturnal restlessness, but I was never able to go back to sleep, and now I am back in the big room listening to Fox & Friends gloating over last night's debate - only three hours of sleep!

another hour of tossing and turning

Took another shot at sleep at seven o'clock. Despite feeling like the living dead, it was just another hour of tossing and turning. Will I never know good sleep again?

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Lolita

I have broken out my “Lolita” books, ready to begin book-blogging this most enchanted novel, but I am already intimidated. Practically everything in Nabokov’s masterpiece compels quotation, but I cannot type out the whole novel!

89 degrees

89 degrees! Summer is still trying to get in a couple of more good swings before being pushed aside.

a nap

At least I was able to enjoy a nap. Too bad it was only a twenty-minute thing. I am running such a sleep-deficit; I worry about my health.

But just like a regular nap, I wake up with the old regret pinching even stronger than usual lately: how did I live my whole life without making a single friend or a single girlfriend? It seems so impossible; yet I am living it.

that 'Scattered Sentences' idea

I gave up on that 'Scattered Sentences' idea. Though, I was all over the map, since I was seriously thinking again this morning about making it a pen & notebook journal before discarding the idea altogether.

But let it be noted that I felt some stirring in my breast for the idea of being cut off from the Internet and going back to the old-style journaling, with perhaps a book-blogging notebook going as well, clipping quotes instead of writing them out. It would free me from the sense of having a lot of pressure on me: no longer being behind by over a thousand pictures on my Reader (of which I have seen enough to last me a lifetime), no more news rounds to go through everyday, no more disappointments about not getting any e-mails, and I would no longer be following my old crushes. Life would become very, very simple, and this time I would be able to keep from becoming severely depressed, I like to think.

But don't get me wrong! If I have any choice whatsoever, I will always choose the World Wide Web.