Luke Grown Up

I actually got a bit of sleep last night. Thy (one of my roommates) helped me out and gave me some herb that he uses a lot that apparently relaxes you. Sort of worked. Before it actually did relax me, I had a couple ridiculous conversations and continued talking really loudly around here, as usual.

But before any of this happened, I was doing about the same thing. I was busting balls REALLY hard, and I was cracking up about it. You have to understand, I’ve been a little out of control this past week, since the lack of sleep finally began tolling on me. I have been busting chops more than usual and harder than usual, yet I have not had and do not have any problem with it. This shit makes me laugh incredibly hard, and anything that makes me laugh is worth it, even if I’m laughing at my own ridiculous jokes and digs. If they make other people laugh, even better.

I’ve found myself inexplicably starting to yell about something or other, usually a series of non-sequiturs that I’d repeat over and over again. Last night when Benny and Thy came in from work I jumped out of my doorway and yelled, “YEAAAAH!” Benny asked me if I wanted some steak. Again I yelled, “YEAAAAH!” and the feast commenced. Basically he left a pot of steak strips on the counter with plastic wrap over the top, and I looked around suspiciously, peeled back the wrap, and took strip after strip one at a time with a fork. Delicious! I started climbing around the furniture. Keep in mind no one was even around - Thy and Benny were in their rooms, and Alex (my third and final roommate) was at work, so I wasn’t showing off my insanity. I was just standing at the counter stabbing a piece of beef when I decided it’d be a good idea to climb the couch and stand at the top.

So in a little bit I ask Thy for some of that herb, because he had mentioned it before and I wanted to see if it’d work. At this point I was really willing to try anything, since as I said in an earlier post, my insomnia has been affecting my schoolwork, and I wanted at least one night’s sleep. In fact, I was talking to a friend earlier who falls asleep very early for no reason. She asked if I wanted to trade, and very seriously I said absolutely. I’d rather be a lame-o than an insane-o. Anyway, Thy gave me some, I took it, and waited around for it to kick in. He said it doesn’t usually relax you at first, so I just hung out in here talking to some people online. Around midnight I decided to lie in bed and listen to Ween until I fell asleep. I queued up White Pepper and got ready for bed. I came back in, played it up, and lied down. It took a song or two, but I finally got relaxed and just listened to the music- it was great. I heard a bunch of things I never even noticed before, and it made me happy.

I got most of the way through the album before I think I dozed off. All I know is I was jarred up by another Ween album at 2:30 in the morning, so I shut off my receiver from my bed (I planned it out perfectly so I wouldn’t have to get up) and fell asleep. And the best part is, I didn’t wake up after the obligatory 6 hours - I lasted 7.5 hours until I had to get up to use the bathroom! I feel a lot better too - my eyes don’t burn, my head doesn’t hurt, and I feel relaxed, albeit a little drowsy. Well, no worries. Hopefully something of merit happens today so I have a good story to add either to here or to dynamoaf. That being said, let the day begin.

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