anti-[everything]

I haven't been getting much sleep lately. I have too many projects right now and despite my long days and sleepless nights, nothing seems to be getting done. My office is damn disaster, thought that really isn't anything new. I have piles of books, papers, notes and other nonsense almost everywhere I look. I need to rummage through it all every day or so to remind myself what's in the piles I'm neglecting. It's frightening.

I'm not sure the coffee even does anything any more. It keeps the headaches away, I guess.

I'm at home most all of the time now. That means I don't need to shower regularly or get too dressed. I can wear the same shit everyday. Not having to socialize every day is nice. I don't really want co-workers and colleagues to talk to on a regular basis. At the same time, I really don't have any reason to leave the house. Ever. That may lead to insanity.

It's times like these when I want to smoke, especially late at night or early in the morning. Sometimes I think I'd probably push a 90-year-old, quadriplegic, epileptic midget down a flight a stairs if made a pack of smokes and a light would materialize in my hands. But, I don't smoke anymore so there's no use complaining about it.

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