quasi-insomniac

Did I spell that right? Anyhoo, I've been having odd bouts of insomnia lately, it was really bad last week, and it kicked in again last night. Before I dose myself with gravel, I find I come up with lots of good ideas for blogs and I either a)forget them b)realize that's actually a stupid idea for a blog, or c)for some reason or another they just aren't blogged. Some of the good ideas that I haven't blogged about are

• how the Bears take good care of me when I wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare (which have been on the increase along with the insomnia so I would really like to have a conversation with the PTB about this all) and how comforting they are. Spike the Bear and I had a whole conversation about this when I woke up at 3am with a nightmare and he came to sleep with me but I couldn't sleep so we chatted and I can't remember much but I wasn't scared so it was all good. I love the Bears.
  
• how I saw the university route city bus the other day and kinda threw up in my mouth a little. I need to realize that there are good things about school starting and blog that.
  
• what I should do with the incredibly, incredibly fine linen yarn that was given to me by a lovely friend but is so fine I have no idea what I could knit with it. I came up with all these ideas and was going to ask opinions but I can't remember now.
  
• why it is that in the space it takes me to knit a bloody dishcloth somebody else can knit a several pair of socks -or even better-in the space it takes me to knit ONE sock somebody can knit a fair isle sweater on needles the same size as mine. Bitter people, I'm bitter.
  

Some bad ideas were

• different types of veggies to put in tuna casserole (I had a whole list and different combos to put out to you all in a survery)
• if I should get the 'position a day' sex calendar for 2007 in a journal form or a day to day calendar; again, I had a whole blog entry about this

And now, I am going to bed. Is it bad that I don't care about my grammer on my blog?