my plan to get more sleep has failed. i was up half the night with a stomach ache somewhere between “i want to throw up” and “why does it feel like someone is reaching under my ribcage and squeezing my stomach as hard as they can? (and this person is the strongest person on earth)”

i stayed home most of the day trying to find a comfortable position so i might get a few precious hours, hell – minutes of sleep. it didn’t work. writhed in a chair while watching ds9, which is pretty much what i did all night too.

this week sucks.