Night Four of Ed’s Insomnia Spectaularrrrrrrr ’08.

I took the natural route last night, popped a valerian root tablet at about 10.30. To continue with my theme, I followed the advice of the doctor in “Fight Club”:

INTERN
No, you can’t die of insomnia.

JACK
Maybe I died already. Look at my face.

INTERN
You need to lighten up.

JACK
Can't you give me something?

JACK
(V.O.) Red-and-blue Tuinal, lipstick-red Seconals.

INTERN
(overlapping w/ above) No. You need healthy, natural sleep. Chew valerian root and get some more exercise.

Anyway, I read until about 11.30, then dozed for about 45 minutes or an hour. Then I woke up with a ridiculous wheezing cough, so much so that I had a hard time catching my breath. That finally subsided (reaction to the valerian?) and I stayed awake until 5am. Woke at 8.

At least I got some reading done.

Anyway, I have a meeting at 11.30 this morning, then I’m going home. Then I’m going to see my doctor at 6.30 this evening. I mean, this is ridiculous.

Supposed to have a fun guy’s weekend down in Melbourne from Saturday, going to the Australian Open. Hopefully I can get some sleep before then, otherwise I might pass out in the middle of a tennis match and drop my beer on Andy “Stifler” Roddick.

And that wouldn’t be cool.