The Big Green House

Friday, February 21, 2003

 

�and dream of sheep

I�m working on minimal sleep today, so I make no promises about quality or quantity today. The fact that I am able to find the keyboard by myself and press approximately the right keys (thank you, spell check!) is a major moral victory in my book.

Lucky for you all, I was ever so much crankier earlier today; now, however, I�m somewhere between �punchy� and �comatose�, so you won�t be getting any of the complaint-fest I�d cooked up in preparation for tonight�s post. Instead, I will share with you my absolute favorite Google search term to hit my site. �Big Sexy Americans Aunts�, make way for �things to say to people with big noses�. Maybe it�s just the lack of sleep but this pleases me no end, as does the fact that I ranked #4 as of today.

Why am I so sleepy? Well, because of my job schedule, I don�t get home from work until about 12:30 AM most nights. I wish I were able to just jump right into bed upon getting home, but I�ve never really had that knack. Usually Science Girl and I chat for a bit & then hit the hay, but since she�s been over at Science Manor all this week, I�ve been winding down with a beer or two & some TV (or, as I did last night, my Wallace & Gromit DVD) and toddling off to bed around 2 �2:30 AM.

Sadly, our neighbor is having some work done on his roof which entails much hammering, beginning at 8 AM yesterday and 7:30 today. You can see where this might interrupt the sleep cycle. Mind you, if anyone�s at fault here it�s me. Roofing is a serious business here in the Pacific Northwest, where dampness is a way of life. And if you�re a roofer, you�ve got to get the job done before it starts raining again � and if that means starting early in the morning, so be it. Since I sleep while the rest of the world begins a busy workday, I lose.

bmarkey 2/21/2003 05:12:00 PM