Like Samara in The Ring, I never sleep.
Average numbers of hours, I'd say.
I don't sleep much at night, but I sleep all day.
Less than the average, but enough.
Not as much as I'd like. I keep waking up.
I'm eating right now.
It's been since...I don't remember.
I keep eating even though I'm not really hungry.
I ate a few hours ago.
I'm either eating constantly or not eating.
I drink diet Coke. There's water in that, right?
Probably not. I'm not really thirsty.
I hope so--I drink fourteen glasses a day.
I try to.
I've been drinking more, because I haven't had time to eat.
I can't remember.
Yesterday or today.
I've been messaging all day online.
I've got messages I need to return, but I've been too busy today.
Today. I haven't wanted to talk to anyone in person because my throat hurts.
Yes, a splitting one.
Yes, a mild one.
No, but I think one might be coming on.
I can't tell if everything hurts or nothing does.
I'm really impatient right now.
I feel sluggish.
Too much fluorescent lighting.
And get out of bed?
And get out of this chair?
And get out of the house?
And get out of the bathroom?
I didn't hear what you said--I was picturing you as a cartoon ham.
I don't have the energy.
My throat hurts.
Duck would be so delicious right now.
I can see ducks from my window.
I want to run like a horse.
Most of the time.
No, I forget a lot.
I try to, but I forget.
No, I need something to drink.
No, I need a sandwich.
No, I feel restless.
Yes, but I would hate to trouble someone.