Monday, April 24, 2006

Insomniatically speaking


Ugh, Sara woke me at three this morning to go out and poo. Unfortunately, I couldn't get back to sleep. This makes two consecutive messed-up sleep nights. I am not built for that, sigh.

And I am certainly not equipped for creative thought today.

About the best I can do is pull platitudes out of the jar......

This too shall pass.

Buck up!

That which doesn't kill you only makes you stronger.

Without suffering, there can be no joy.

Then again, if I had the dog stuffed, she couldn't wake me anymore. Anyone know a taxidermist? (What kind of a person becomes a taxidermist? I think that's worse than an embalmer.)

I'm kidding people. Sheesh.

17 comments:

The Persian said...

aww but if she wasn't around you'd miss that cute little face.

My cat tries to wake me all night long, but not to go outside, just to drive me insane.

toobusyliving said...

I had a sleepless night even after taking a little blue helper pill from my doctor. Drive an hour outside of Montreal and you'll have your choice of taxidermists, although I wouldn't recommend it. That picture could be a winner on www.puppywar.com !

Perplexio said...

I think taxidermists, undertakers, and moils are probably some of the least sought after jobs out there.

GayProf said...

Sorry to hear about your sleep disorder. How long until your vacation?

r said...

Aw... look at that sweet face!

Charlie just wakes me up several times a night to bark at ghosts.

Oh, and he took a poo on mom's fur rug on Easter...

Oops.

Snooze said...

I threaten to make my cat into mittens when she disturbs my sleep.

Chunks said...

We knew a taxidermist in New Brunswick when I was a kid,his name was Angus LeBlanc. His house was the stinkiest house I have ever been in in my life. He smoked cigars and had black nose hair.

When my nanny was dying, we told her we wanted to bring her to Angus LeBlanc and have her stuffed, we would keep her in our room and play with her. I still remember her laughter at that, she laughed and laughed. It is my fondest memory of my Nanny. Every time I think of taxidermy, I think of that.

I was up at 4 AM, you should have called me, we could have chatted.

madamerouge said...

Against my better judgement, I clicked on that link. (I thought it was going to be a cutesy-wootsey doggie thing.)

Yeah, no.

GROSS! How do you even find out about this stuff?

madamerouge said...

I mean, I thought it was going to be something irreverent and fun like Oops I pooped! doggie pick-up bags, but no...

jjd said...

I can't count how many times I've seen a comment/response to a blog post which incorporates some of those platitudes, chief among, and most common:

"this too shall pass"

ugh.

Anonymous said...

Ooh... I'm thinking it was probably that hot dog Sara had!
:)

Lee said...

I think the worst thing about not sleeping is, as soon as you tell someone, they go 'Oh really? I had a brilliant night's sleep last night!'

Fuckers!

mainja said...

i refuse to click the link. i am scared of the link. i read where it linked to (because i'm too curious not to hover) and i just have to say "ratemypoo", WTF?!?!?!?

CoffeeDog said...

A poo post is always good for a laugh. Never knew there was a rate my poo place! Of course after my brush with contractor poo I am scarred for life. Why am I looking to see how clean their toilets are? I am a freak.

Doggie is very cute, but why is she having to poo at 3 am?

Jason said...

I find if I'm on my computer right before bed, it takes me a good hour to fall asleep.

What a cute dog.

Dave said...

Uneasy sleep is a big problem I know a lot of people, including myself, who have restless nights all the time. Wish it was easier to "turn out the light." All the best. -D

Anonymous said...

Wow, Chunks' comment is like a poem. So perfect. So beautiful. I think it deserves front paging.

What is a moil?