I haven't been logging in here for some reason. I'm not sure why exactly.. but I do have some theories.

And my alternate haunts (like Flickr and Twitter) are just so.. abbreviated.. I need to talk about my mundane day to day and I need to be able to use more than 140 characters to do it. Ya know?

So first of all I'd like to say that lately I'm sick of niceties. Isn't that a funky word?

I'd also like to take this moment to say that I *dig* strawberries. Which are in season in Florida right now and are also sweet and red and DELICIOUS and really cheap. :))

Annnnnnnnndd. I've been having insomnia. WTF is up with that? It is SO not fun.

We've been so sick and waylaid here lately with my family that I am thinking my house should have one of those termite tents over it because every single occupant has come down with the plague and we do nothing but breathe it back and forth over one another.

But the weather's been BEAUTIFUL!

So I'm confused..

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    robp said...

    Bukowski said when you can't sleep you should read or write or something, not worry about what you're supposed to be doing. I know you have a job so this advice assumes certain things, but if you ain't sleeping anyway there's a time to give up on it and get something done. Even if that something is just lying there thinking, but don't do that too much, that shit can make you crazy. Ideally you just have a spouse who doesn't mind being awakened and you do something together that helps ya both sleep, but if ya got ailments that one's trickier, and even if ya don't, well, not everyone likes to be awakened in the middle of the night regardless.

    Fuck niceties. Bitch all you want. Maybe I'll respond to yr blogs more. Got a musical spelling lesson on yr way. Cheers, Rho. Always glad to see yr words.

  1. ... on March 11, 2009 at 2:21 AM  
  2. B42 said...

    Send strawberries...
    and "if you get confused just listen to the music play"

    (73 characters)

  3. ... on March 11, 2009 at 5:21 AM  
  4. rhondapalooza said...

    Right on, Bruce. :) I love you and MISS you!! I hope you are doing okay.

    FUCK niceties indeed.

  5. ... on March 11, 2009 at 11:35 PM  
  6. rhondapalooza said...

    Rob, my insomnia is evil. I simply think too much about everything and there really isn't any sort of cure for that.

  7. ... on March 11, 2009 at 11:36 PM  
  8. robp said...

    No cure for thinking too much? Have you read or seen One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest? Of course there's a cure, it just may be worse than the disease.

    I know how it goes when you're thinking but would rather be sleeping. And it's not as though thinking is naturally a rational process, although sometimes even when it is it's so fucking obsessive it doesn't matter, one thought leads to the next and ya can't shut it fucking down.

    Now, when I give advice it doesn't mean this is what I do, just that I think it makes sense: get up and read and get up and write and at least when you eventually pass out too late and wake up exhausted you've done something in the meantime. A lot of times I don't feel like leaving the comfort of bed and just sit up thinking but not particularly well - the key to getting out of bed and doing anything is the getting out, and the second key is having a blanket to wear while doing whatever I then do.

    If that doesn't work for you well hell, if you think about everything that should include the people you have near you and the folks who care about you from a distance, including those of us in California who can't be bribed with fruit (although, yeah, it would be damn hard to decline good strawberries).



  9. ... on March 12, 2009 at 2:56 AM  
  10. rhondapalooza said...

    I think in a roundabout way you may've solved my problem, Rob. You've made me realize just how little writing I've been doing in recent months compared to how much I've always done in the past. I'm not sure how I got away from it really, other than going through some tough personal stuff all at once several months back which just sucked the life out of my desire to write.

    Now that some time has passed and things have improved (or at least I've improved at dealing with them) I think that idle rattling going on in my brain that's keeping me awake when I should be sleeping may be nothing more than vignettes trying to make their way onto a page. It *is* a kind of therapy you know. Writing.

    I must test this theory and see if I start sleeping through the night... I will report back!

  11. ... on March 12, 2009 at 2:31 PM