I last slept on Saturday morning, I fell asleep today on the couch watching T.V., but that was just 40 min. of sleep. I haven't had much to do, just writing a script that's driving me nuts. Soda and sugars have made it easier to miss sleep.
Anyway, here's the thing. In school, I used to think I might be a little paranoid, sometimes I thought I heard my name in the distance type of thing. Nothing that really ever had an effect on my life. However; now that I haven't slept for a while, the paranoia is multiplied ten fold. I heard something running around up stairs, being 4 in the morning, I found this a bit strange. I went up to investigate, but on the trip up the stairs, I had a vision of a face hugger from aliens latching on to me as I foolishly investigated without being armed
. So logically, to protect myself from aliens, I donned a weapon. Just a lead pipe mind you. Then, my precautions paid off. Something jumped out at me, finally, my chance to put those alien bastards in their place. I raised my weapon to smite this over confident, little alien punk 
. Then I stopped and picked up my new kitten
. Be wary the effects of insomnia. I thought it would help me write a better detective script if I didn't sleep, but I became so paranoid, I almost whacked my cat. I didn't really start to swing, I didn't really mistake my cat for an alien, but the fact that I armed myself in case I had to defend myself from a face hugger, I find humorous. I think I'll get some sleep now.
So be safe, rest well, and if you must go without sleep, try to avoid watching Aliens. It's a great movie, but you don't want to kill your cat now, do you
? If anyone else has a story about paranoia, I'd love to hear it.
Anyway, here's the thing. In school, I used to think I might be a little paranoid, sometimes I thought I heard my name in the distance type of thing. Nothing that really ever had an effect on my life. However; now that I haven't slept for a while, the paranoia is multiplied ten fold. I heard something running around up stairs, being 4 in the morning, I found this a bit strange. I went up to investigate, but on the trip up the stairs, I had a vision of a face hugger from aliens latching on to me as I foolishly investigated without being armed
. So logically, to protect myself from aliens, I donned a weapon. Just a lead pipe mind you. Then, my precautions paid off. Something jumped out at me, finally, my chance to put those alien bastards in their place. I raised my weapon to smite this over confident, little alien punk . Then I stopped and picked up my new kitten. Be wary the effects of insomnia. I thought it would help me write a better detective script if I didn't sleep, but I became so paranoid, I almost whacked my cat. I didn't really start to swing, I didn't really mistake my cat for an alien, but the fact that I armed myself in case I had to defend myself from a face hugger, I find humorous. I think I'll get some sleep now.So be safe, rest well, and if you must go without sleep, try to avoid watching Aliens. It's a great movie, but you don't want to kill your cat now, do you
? If anyone else has a story about paranoia, I'd love to hear it.
