So I did end up going out for a bit last night, to see Meg_D play - I got there a bit late, and missed several songs in the first set. Only had three drinks , and didn't socialize one bit, just sat & listened & occasionally watched her play (oh, and listened to the inane conversations happening around me). The friend of hers, to whom I had mentioned my crush on Meg_D was there, and I got a little self-conscious about watching her play too much/often (usually, one of the reasons I like to pay so much attention to guitar players, is that I'm trying to figure out what chords they're playing, so I can try to play them myself later). I stayed through the whole gig, which ended around 2330, in the hopes that I would hear the song I usually request. When I was leaving, I went up to see her to say goodbye, good show, etc. I did get a hug, which pleasantly surprised me, and she told me that I'd missed my song - she'd played it in the first set, before I got there! Damnit! "That figures", I told her, and said that I'd have to catch her next time she played, said goodbye, and headed down to the local open mic night, as B-Man had written on face-space that he would be playing two new songs that night and I wanted to hear them. Unfortunately, I'd missed those as well (not a good night for me catching my songs!) and after one drink there, I headed home. Well, not directly - I really still felt like socializing, so I headed into the next town, near where the waitress works (still need to come up with a nickname for her!?). As I'm driving, I'm thinking to myself, "Do I really want to stay out tonight? Is it really going to accomplish anything?" - I realized that the answer was "no", so I made a left, and headed home for the night. Got home, played a couple tunes on guitar, checked a couple websites, had a snack, then went to bed.
Speaking of sleep, I decided last night to leave the bedroom door open. It's going to sound silly, but I've been wondering if the reason I'd been dreaming so much recently was that I was trapping "energy" in the room at night by having the door closed (seriously, I don't think I've ever dreamed so many nights in a row, and so vividly, in years, if ever). Didn't work - still had some pretty active dreams, and I'm beginning to wonder if they're preventing me from getting into the deeper stages of restorative sleep, which might be why I'm almost constantly tired & have a need for way too much caffeine. First thing I'm going to start doing is limiting my caffeine intake to two cups of coffee in the morning, and (if I can ever get back to working out) a couple of "metabolism" capsules around noon. This would be cutting my caffeine intake by about half. Currently, (well, as of a couple months ago when last I calculated it) I'm getting around 800-1100mg of caffeine a day (I've had days over 1200 too). I read an article that said 300mg or so was a recommended max, which makes this sound really bad. On the other hand, when I'd been prescribed Add3r0l a while back, it seemed to make a big difference, although I couldn't deal with the headaches, and I had to quit it. There have been times, years ago, when I'd cut my caffeine down to <150mg or so (no coffee, no pop), but I was constantly draggin' ass, so to speak, and that never resolved, over the course of several months. In a way, I guess I'm self-medicating with caffeine, but I'm thinking I need to try to cut back again, because not sleeping makes me "drag ass" just as much as no caffeine does. Essentially, I'm just fucked no matter what I do! heh...
"Well, that's about it really - the film ends mainly... visually..." - "Last Word", Monty Python's "The Final Ripoff", Disc 2
10:25 a.m. - 2011-11-09
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