insomnia

So it is 4:20am on Saturday morning, and after 2.5 hrs of trying to find a comfortable enough position to fall asleep in, I have given up. I got home early Friday night after another mild, brief bout of post-work drinking and promptly lay down on my bed, inducing what turned out to be a 4 hour nap. Fast forward to 11:3opm and I wake up cursing, knowing that in a few hours I would find myself in exactly this position - restless, tired and yet fully, completely awake.

Nevertheless, a good time for an update:
Work... continues to go well, for which I am thankful. At a time when my expenses have skyrocketed, this sustained period of prosperity is very much welcome. I continue to learn how to manage people, and do it well, even though there are times where I fail to manage myself.

Downtown living...is something I have adjusted to with ease, and am loving it. Just last night I went over to a buddies place a couple of blocks away to BBQ some mammoth steaks (in the freezing cold) and enjoy a couple of bottles of vino. With a wine-fueled contentedness, we all headed to a local strip club, where I proceeded to find out how people spend so much money at these places, and had a great time doing it. Had I been living in the 'burbs this night just simply would not have happened.

Social life...is progressing and there is some promise. Last weekend I turned the big 2-9 and the celebration was grand. It is very comforting to be surrounded by your good friends and family as you proceed into old-age. It's a "hey bud, we're all growing old, it's not only you!"- so- let's- get- trashed sort of feeling.

Anyhow, that's about it. I now find myself at the insomiac's crossroads: do I lie down and try to salvage any sort of rest, though knowing fully well there's a good chance I'll be rest-less, or do I just say fuck it and turn on a movie, knowing full well it'll likely wind up ruining my Saturday?

It's a tough choice. I think I am going with the latter. Anyhow, this should be a great weekend, and I hope you all make the most of it.

cheers
Marto