Ok, even though I'm exhaustedly tired, I still haven't fallen asleep, even after lying in bed for 45 minutes or something. This is unheard-of. I normally fall asleep nearly instantaneously. Tonight I was so tired because of doing too much over the weekend (as usual). Since i really need to get up early and work out (particularly to make up for today's slackage- when my alarm went off this morning at 6, i immediately reset it for 7:30, proceeded to go back to sleep, hit snooze 3 times after it went off again, then lay in bed for half hour listening to NPR before I finally managed to muster the mental stamina required to drag my sorry self out of bed.)

Speaking of being "exhaustedly tired," lately I've noticed myself adverbingly verbing adjective nouns. (If you could successfully parse that, there's something wrong with you). No, seriously. It's mostly just turning words (especially adjectives) into adverbs inappropriately that I keep catching myself doing. I routinely drop phrases like "gorgeously beautiful," "boringly long" and "bizarrely weird" into everyday conversation. I think the effect I'm subconsciously going for is extreme emphasis (or perhaps unnecessary redundancy) (heh... this could get out of hand...) or maybe even long-winded, overly-explicit, wordy verbosity... (oops went off on a tangent again with the overly dramatic irony... sorry i really WILL try to keep it under control). I've always had a penchant for hyperbole (in fact, I remember my Dad once saying that about me when I was about 9 or 10 years old... scarily, I knew exactly what he meant) and lately it seems to be manifesting itself via these weirdly strange phrases.

Heh.. thus far, this entire blog entry has been almost entirely content-free (I say "almost" because I think the anecdote about my dad's comment counts as content). I would really like to just get on with it and go to sleep, but apparently that's not happening. I think it's because I have too many things on my mind. I'm mentally planning next weekend's trip to NYC, thinking about my options for when my lease runs out in a few months, plotting my next hostile takeover (well, not really- i just wanted to say "hostile takeover"), scheming ways to get out of having to work 40 hours a week (my latest "plan" is to move into freelance technical writing... bear in mind, this is all going to be moot when i get discovered at the next Open Mic i play and my rock star career takes off)...

Somehow I just don't have the ability to "turn off" my thought process. Well, maybe getting the words out there will help. I have decided to try blogging in these kinds of circumstances, rather than just writing in my journal, because most of this stuff isn't particularly private, some of it might be amusing to SOMEone, and let's face it- typing is not going to cramp up my hand the way putting pen to paper will.

I've been listening to all sorts of interesting music lately, so probably my next blog entry will be about that. I'm going to try to start sticking to at least some semblance of a theme in future blog entries, for the sake of polishing my writing skills (such as they are). Heh... but since i said "I'm going to ...start" that means I can put it off until the NEXT entry. I have no obligation to stick to a theme in THIS one. THerefore, I will wrap up today's thoughts by sharing a version of a haiku I composed earlier in the day, which I extemporaneously delivered to a colleague via my company's internal instant messaging program (Sucky-time,, oops i mean "Sametime"):

Peanut m & m's
I want to eat them right now.
Please give them to me.

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