"I need a visit from the sandman"
July 9, 2001, 7:14 p.m.

Irritable - Irritable - Irritable.

I'm feeling irritable today. I don't know if it's the heat or if it's dealing with constant disappointments and frustrations that I've had to deal with today.

I know I have a problem. I'm not getting enough sleep. Three hours a night is just short of what I need to function properly during the day. Well, shame on me. But sometimes I just can't sleep at night. I've always been like that. Sometimes I don't even bother trying to sleep.

Tonight I'm going to try harder. This not falling asleep till 4:30 is wearing me down and wearing thin on how I feel.

If I don't do something quick, I might start buying up clever pieces of Ikea furniture and then join a few support groups held in a basement of an episcopal church somewhere ...but if I do, my own personal Tyler Durden may emerge and then - heaven help me.

Or I may turn into the walking dead - a zombie in real life.

So enough. Enough. Enough of this irritability. Enough of this half-life.

I gotta turn this around.

I need a visit from the sandman.