Hey, Miss J!

Today I vented. I mean really, seriously vented. I was upset, frustrated and angry over what I was going through. It was stuff that I haven’t mentioned on here. So, I chose one of my closest friends and asked her if I could unload.

What makes really good friends is that they’re willing to listen when you’re upset. They don’t make it all about themselves. I want to one day be like my friend. She was calm, comforting and encouraging. I thanked her because I just needed to speak to someone who knew me very well.

I have plenty of other friends, but not too many as close at her.

So now, I want to completely throw my sleep schedule out the window and push it a bit tonight. Technically, I already am.

It’s a little annoying that I can’t keep up with my own schedule.

However,… NOW I have a fixed plumbing system. The problem was exactly what I thought it was. Clogged sewer drain. 😦

So that was fixed. This of course was on the tail end of me having to take my geriatric and cranky cat to the vet’s office.

Goodbye money. Yikes.

I keep saying: “One more night… ONE MORE.”

If I really push tonight for the chores, I’ll be able to have decent sleep tomorrow. Without too much stress. Not going to hold my breath over that one though. To do all of this, I have to get up around 8am. And push through 2PM.

And get everything done, including my assignments and needed phone calls.

Maybe I’ve been playing around before? IDK.

All I do know is that I finished maybe 3 out of 9 tasks on my list. And some of this is for my own health. So…

Let’s see, shall we?

I’m also a bit frustrated today because I woke up in the middle of an extremely sexually graphic dream. I assume this is part of my dysfunction and reading some of my favorite webcomics last night. The comics of course were not sexually graphic in nature.

Ugh…

I also had some oxygen deprivation because I nodded off after I woke up for the bathroom… without putting my CPAP back on. I always have extremely vivid dreams when that happens. Maybe it’s due to the lack of adequate air getting to my brain.

I actually reached out of the bed to drag myself to wakefulness.

I felt so nasty after that. Because I was an unfortunately “viewer” this time.

The dream was so vivid that I could almost smell where I was.

I’ve even had dreams where I ended up screaming out. Well… scream is a nice way to say moaning. I tend to feel extremely sweaty, embarrassed, and gross when that happens. And my body is responding as if I was there.

It’s terrible to wake up in the middle of a massive orgasm and without there being a reason why.

So tonight… that CPAP NEEDS to stay on my face!

My asthma’s been flaring up horribly of late, so I end up coughing violently into the mask and to not damage my valve, I end up pulling the hose off… which if I forget to put it back on before I pass out… You get the drift.

I thought this nightmare was already dealt with.

I’m so disappointed with myself.

~J. Lyst

No, none of my family have taken the time to visit let alone view my blog. They know where it is.

That’s… probably a very good thing. That they never look.

Pfft. Now, just wait.

Next thing, my aunt will be grilling me about what I choose to post on my own blog!

… Although, I need to tell my doctor about the increase in my sex drive again. Or… did it never go down? IDK. All I know is that I was very unhappy today because of that dream.

Almost as upset as when I saw the bill for the cat followed by the bill for my plumbing.