It's all a lie now.

I used to be able to drink two pots of coffee in the evening then fall asleep in a matter of minutes after hitting the pillow.

Now, it seems, caffeine and sugar have a strong affect upon my body. I'm not awake and alert, though. I'm sleepy, tired and leaden. But my body is very sensitive.

Every noise, every change in the light levels, the feel of the sheets against my body, every ache and pain. These are pinging at my brain like screamers at a rock concert.

As much as I would love to fall off to sleep, I have little hope for a bit.

So, I figured I'd read. No such luck. I almost fall asleep when I try to focus making reading impossible.

I will sit naked in front of my monitor until my body has cooled down a bit, then I will try again.

Oh, and I love you.

(no subject)

In 1941, San Diego had nearly 25 inches of rain. I can't imagine how far underwater Mission Valley must have been!

In 1998, we had 16 inches.

We aren't going to break a record this year, but we are going to be quit a bit wetter than usual.

It will rain tomorrow then this storm that rushed in like it was being chased will mosey on out, spent, tired and ready to sleep in someone else's doorway.

I for one will be glad.

I will be ripping the carpet from my car on the Thursday. It has been wet too long and it has mildew. Sigh. I'll find some nice remnants to put in the Geo. Reg shag, anyone?

I'm starting to feel a little chilly. that's a good sign. I think I'll be able to get back in bed now.

I must make a plan. Plans are good. I must make a plan -- in writing -- about food and exercise. I am NOT being healthy about either at the moment. And I can't shake it off like I used to do.

Still. Love is.

Hair enough for you?

Lynn with medium amount of beard and monk's fringe. This was taken about 7 years ago, I think. It was one of the peace trips to Geneva, Switzerland. Jan met up with friends and we stayed in the house of a young man with an impressive title.

Love, Intimacy and Sexuality workshop

The Human Awareness Institute is presenting Level 1, The Miracle of Love, in its series of Love, Intimacy and Sexuality workshops.

An overview can be found here.

The workshop runs from Friday evening through Sunday evening at Camp Whittier in the mountains north of Santa Barbara, California.

Check it out.

One sure point

My brain is a collection of living cells (at least, for the most part), and all living cells have a high water content percentage, but my brain is not water.

When water gets cold, it becomes more still, focused and hard.

My brain is cold and it is becoming more agitated, confused and soft.

Ergo, my brain needs something to help sharpen it. I've tried tea (I'm laying off coffee for a couple of days) and food (room temperature and hot). Maybe I need antifreeze? We don't have decent Scotch, though.

Love.

car wreck

On the street in front of my house. I heard the metal on metal crunch with no tire screeching noise. I suspect it was a broadside accident with one care going 30 or 35 as folks do on our street.

Now in the dark there are all kinds of blue and red and yellow flashing lights. Cop cars, paramedic vehicle and firetruck.

There a lot of unhappy people out there in the cold.

(no subject)

The Original Renaissance Faire
Web site says they fully intend to have the southern California faire this year and that they are currently in negotiations with several favorable locations.

Who knows, the next site might be better!

Keeping fingers crossed.