monkey.bizniss

yesterday i did so many errands: calling doctors, pharmacies, running to the bank for stupid but necessary transactions in person, checking bills, adjusting the cable (HBO season is over, showtime's the l-word starts tomorrow and there's a six-month special, tweak the bill to get rid of any extras that have magically 'appeared' on the bill), a complete phone overhaul (added the message machine and rethreaded the wires), rearranged my room to take advantage of the changed light, more cataloguing of books and planning food supplies.

i am suffering insomnia still... spanky was a bitch last night and kept me up. she wanted attention and makes noise until she gets it, and the roommate is still not talking to me beyond absolutely necessary monosyllables and was asleep. damn cat. she pushes things off my shelves, scratches at doors, races, chews on wires - all the things that get my attention, even though it is only to stop her and yell at her.

i'm wishing something. i dunno what. i want to go out of the house but i have no munny. that means i can only go to a certain green-themed international chain of coffee-bastards - i got a card with munny on it from them for xmas so i have to use it there. i also could go shopping at the gap - i need pants, true, but god i don't want to go shopping today. it's saturday and the breeders are milling, slackjawed with screaming childer and i can't deal with that.

my skin is so thin these days. i'm pissed, nervous, twitchy, tired, angry, bored, unable to focus. i can't read because i can't pay attention and have no interest; besides, my head is pounding since after midnight last night and i think it's a low-grade migraine or so. my belly is revolting some, which matches the story.

i am a whiner. maybe some time in the sunlight will help. i dunno. i can't focus. i hate being like this, it's so debilitating to be mentally spastic and physically ill at the same time. not to mention the insomnia - i can't even "sleep it off" like it was some kind of alcohol-induced hangover, i am wired awake. so annoying.

time to go face some music and maybe some fresh air.

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I am currently listening to: cesaria evora, caf? atl?ntico - caboverdean blues sung by the most incredible voice... my favourites are 'nh'antone escaderode' ("crooked mr. anthony") and 'vaquinha mansa' ("sweet little cow"). it's a creole language of portuguese origin and it sounds so sweet with the music...
I am currently reading: blah. incipient migraine prohibits reading.