do you have a cup of sleep to spare?

so for the past two days, i've been waking up at 6 a.m. tuesday morning was the result of a rather bad nightmare¹. this morning, well, there was no excuse to have waken up that early today. although both instances involved me having a rather horrible hunger pang. yeah.

anyway. so for breakfast i had a couple cups of coffee and a slice of pecan pie. not the healthiest, but oh well. maybe the fact that i've recently begun to drink coffee daily again might be the reason to my early waking. i mean, i did give up drinking coffee daily about a year ago because i was having a terrible time getting to sleep; now i'm having a terrible time staying asleep. gah. i swear, it's always something.

and by always something, i mean, my week so far hasn't been going stellar. monday morning i had a flat tire, which resulted in me not going to work for the first half of the day and thus being bombarded with work when i got there, as well as having to finish my freelance assignment. tuesday, well, i woke up at 6 a.m. after a skiddy nightmare¹, came to work, and proceeded to get angry at co-workers for decorating my cube for the "decorate your cube for christmas contest" the company was throwing. that really fucking pissed me off². although, i am proud of myself for not yelling at anyone, keeping my cool, and finally drawing "the line" with my co-workers.

but that's all so far. i'll be trying to post more regularly from now on. i know i'll have nothing but time with the coming holidays and me not wanting to travel anywhere. my big plan for sunday: watching christmas story over and over again on TBS or TNT or whichever network keeps it on repeat on that un-extraordinary day.

¹i was dreaming that i was driving in a rather high piece of expressway, start skidding out, and then see that it's actually a bridge with no land in sight. every time i was about to fall, it would start again, and the bridge would get higher and there would be more and more water, and less and less land, in sight. gah. have i mentioned i can't swim? and am somewhat afraid of heights, particularly when driving on one of those really high flyover thingies or whatever they're called. gah.

²as a recap, i'm not particularly fond of my co-workers for a pleathora of reasons. one is they always want to go out to big group lunches and try to pressure me into going and i don't go because i don't do big group lunches. they make me fucking uncomfortable. and they get peeved that i don't participate in non-work-related work activities. let's see, decorating onesies for the unborn child of a co-worker i don't really know (or care to know) isn't at the top of my list of things to do. nor is decorating a stocking for my cube. nor is going to a pizza party at the house of a co-worker i don't really know (or care to know) who never learns from her mistakes and constantly re-makes the same mistakes, and i point it out, and she says she'll remember, and she never does, which makes me want to bash her brain in with my annotated copy of the Chicago Manual of Style. nor is going to happy hours at places that only have valet parking. nor is participating in an eggnog-tasting contest. nor is participating in a breakfast taco-tasting contest. nor is celebrating a co-worker's birthday. nor is celebrating a holiday. i guess you get the point.