Friday, April 11, 2003
it's really my last day. my last day job day. i am Last Day Girl.
the night that i got laid off, i slept-walked (sleep walked?) again. this happened a few months ago for the first time since high school. i don't really go anywhere, i just get up (usually during a nap), take something out of the fridge and go back to bed. i don't normally remember it until i see the thing i took out of the fridge sweating on the coffee table. can of diet coke, jar of peanut butter.
but monday night, after getting back from rehearsal and a beer, i tumbled into bed after checking the deadbolt and turning off the hall light--and then sat up completely awake at two thirty, in my bed, because the light had suddenly gone on. it was the hall light, which completely illuminates the bedroom when you leave the door open, and which i had turned off right before going to bed. i walked out, and sure enough, the switch had been flipped. i even called out to see if there were anyone else in the apartment who could have done it, but of course, i was alone. i guess i must have done it and then gone back to bed and woken up there.
alone and wide, widest awake. i couldn't sleep for three hours. weird. i hope this isn't going to start happening again.
but the part where i don't have to go to work? i hope that is the start of a long, happy trend.
the monkey's temp job ends today, too, so on saturday i'm flying out for a week of blissful, mutual joblessness. the first rule of rock is?
never stop rocking.
the night that i got laid off, i slept-walked (sleep walked?) again. this happened a few months ago for the first time since high school. i don't really go anywhere, i just get up (usually during a nap), take something out of the fridge and go back to bed. i don't normally remember it until i see the thing i took out of the fridge sweating on the coffee table. can of diet coke, jar of peanut butter.
but monday night, after getting back from rehearsal and a beer, i tumbled into bed after checking the deadbolt and turning off the hall light--and then sat up completely awake at two thirty, in my bed, because the light had suddenly gone on. it was the hall light, which completely illuminates the bedroom when you leave the door open, and which i had turned off right before going to bed. i walked out, and sure enough, the switch had been flipped. i even called out to see if there were anyone else in the apartment who could have done it, but of course, i was alone. i guess i must have done it and then gone back to bed and woken up there.
alone and wide, widest awake. i couldn't sleep for three hours. weird. i hope this isn't going to start happening again.
but the part where i don't have to go to work? i hope that is the start of a long, happy trend.
the monkey's temp job ends today, too, so on saturday i'm flying out for a week of blissful, mutual joblessness. the first rule of rock is?
never stop rocking.
