Had a bout of insomnia last night. I can count on having one at least once a month. Last night filled the quota for October hopefully.
Same old song and dance. I feel tired and lay down. 'Bout 30 minutes later I'm laying in bed wide awake cursing a storm cause I know the next day is gonna suck.
Last night I flipped on the bedroom TV to veg on something that would lull me to sleep. I landed on the re-make of "Invasion Of The Body Snatchers" on TCM with Donald Sutherland. Yeah, that really fucking helped.
The last scene when you realize that Sutherland is a pod person and he bugs out his creepy ass eyes and lets out that freaky alien howl was creepy enough that when I would close my eyes when I was finally sleepy I would see that image in my mind.
Fuck me running.
Hence today sucked something fierce.