How is he sleeping? Seems like that would have made his insomnia worse.
I know right? IDK maybe Morgan’s right it does get better…
It’s either that or Dilaudid.
Don’t get my hopes up.
as someone with Insomnia, perhaps he felt safe, at home. His mother is locked away for a disease he’s terrified of developing, his father is a douchebag for disappearing. But those people, on that plane, they love him, they are there for him. He finally told Morgan, and he knows Morgan understands. Not in the I’ve been there, but as a profiler, and you can’t understand any better than that. He couldn’t sleep because he was afraid of what was to come, but with this case he had a moment of clarity that helped them solve it, it proved he wasn’t losing it. I legit think the headaches are the fact that good old Dr. Reid needs to get laid, and the lack of sleep boiled down to his fear. But with the BAU he’s safe. Even if that’s not the case, Insomniacs do sleep, it’s just hard to either go to sleep, or stay asleep, or if your unfortunate like me, both.
I hurt my back today, it’s probably really really bad. I can’t sit up straight and my neck hurts everytime I move my head. So my loving, wonderful husband tucked me in on the couch, and put on The Notebook for me. It’s a sweet movie, that I’ve seen a thousand times, but it’s been a few years and it all seems new to me again. All and all it’s a great way to spend my night, until I can fall asleep.
I do have to say Rachel McAdams is gorgeous, I had forgotten how just lovely she is, and how lovely her she dresses in this movie. I need to see the Time Traveler’s Wife, but I’ve been waiting to read the book, so I think I’ll be buying that soon so I can watch it.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes.” —
Rosemarie Urquico (via kblitz)
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That way I can meet some more people who love Emily like I do!
So much so, she’s amazing.
My heart was in a damn knot the whole entire episode, I didn’t even know I could feel like that. Seriously Gubler’s a genius and Aj and Paget are goddesses. Fucking GODDESSES
I’m so very very awake, I have a headache and want to sleep but I can’t, in a few hours my husband and child will be up so there’s no point sleeping now. I should make them breakfast or something, and I kinda really want some eggs myself, maybe I will, it’s all dark and quiet in my house, and I feel like there should be noise. Perhaps Elvira? I don’t know, but I do know that I haven’t slept since after midnight. I could probably finish Something Wicked This Way Comes, and move on to The October Country, but with my headache I don’t think I can concentrate on words, so I’ll watch some mindless tv and then make everyone eggs also I miss sleep
I am currently outraged, I ordered Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury from a seller on Amazon and they claimed it was in good condition. When I received the book it smelled of cigarette smoke and had a name written across the top. Then I opened the book and it was written on the inside and highlighted, in both pink and orange highlighter. I can’t even read the book because it’s highlighted. I can’t stand when people highlight books. It just disgusts me. This book was a book I was waiting impatiently for, and it arrived a week late. I’m sending the book back, but what sucks is that I now have to get up early to go print out the return form, when I don’t get much sleep anyways, and reorder the book which means I have to wait even longer to read it.
Seriously people have more respect for books. Don’t deface them with your name or highlighters. If you loose the book no one is going to return it to you by just your name. And Highlighting, what good does that do, stick a post-it by the passage you like and move on. Highlighting just destroys the book for other people. Especially if you choose to sell it later like this person did. It makes me sick to see books written on or colored on. It’s just disrespectful to everyone who took their time to get that book out their and on the shelves for you to buy or borrow.
I was gonna post about how awful I’ve been in not really updating, and how I’m sorry I completely neglected this, but screw that I’ve got Jones Cream Soda!