oh, the randomness of it all-again

things to think about when you're being awaken by what sounds like a horrible band practice:

"I'm going to beat my roommate HDN"

"Is that the dog's tail wagging against my door? If so, crap, I better get up, something awful could've happened."

"It's 8:00? That was some God-awful sleep"

"Seriously, WTF is that noise and where is it coming from??"

"yup, I have to pee, get up dummy"

"What are all these trucks and vans doing outside my house?"

"Don't fall asleep while peeing, you'll end up pissing all over the floor and hitting your head on the mirror-definitely ranks in the top 10 of 'ways I ain't going out', got it"

"oh, they're roofers, wonder if they're from Redding Home Improvement"

"Why the hell did they box my car in? Not like I'm going anywhere, but come on, use your brain here, fellas!"

"If I have to listen to this banging all day, I'm going to have to leave"

"Yup, I'm punching my neighbor. That jack-knocker could have told his next door neighbors that he's getting his roof replaced, don't be alarmed by all the dark-skinned brown folks roaming around on the front lawn"-yes, HDN was concerned about his lawn...the same lawn he's been written up for/fined by the HOA for 'negligence'. Let that one marinate in your head.

So why the thoughts? Simple, I haven't slept thru the night in over a week. I know, some of you are rolling your eyes, because you have responsibilities like pets, kids, or pets and kids. Well I don't, and my ability to sleep thru virtually any and everything has become compromised. It was something I hung my hat on. I don't blame the roofers for doing their job and honestly starting at 8 isn't that bad. I'm not hating on people doing work. I used to be able to sleep thru fire alarms, fire trucks, cop sirens, car alarms, clock radios, and girlfriend badgering with non-essential questions at 3 AM (a long time ago, but it counts!). In the last week if a strong wind hits the house I'm up. This is not good. I'm sleep deprived. It takes even longer for me to get going these last few days. I'm all jacked up on my 'schedule', for whatever that's worth.

And I know exactly where this crap stems from-stress. So I'm asking, one more time-can I get a job, pretty please?