Total insomnia last night, a.k.a. devastating insomnia. The type that leaves me pretty fucked up in the late morning/early afternoon hours when mixed with alcohol.

I know alcohol doesn't mix with insomnia. It makes function difficult and delays recovery. I used to be able to avoid drinking during insomnia, but recently it's just been I-don't-care-all-fuck.

Still, I managed to get out to the library and read as is routine and it felt like I wasn't completely wasting my life away. No eating, though, as long as I wasn't hungry. All I ate today was a chicken sandwich. Again, not enough to puke, but it still lay me out for an hour. Evidence that my stomach isn't working.

Again, overall drinking was down, but not out of choice.