March 25, 2009 at 10:56 am 8 comments

Have you ever had one of those days where you can see that someone is talking to you but the stuff coming out of their mouth just sounds like wordless bleating?  A night when your body keeps moving but your head is still getting over what you did before lunch?  Have you ever stared blankly at an object you’ve used every day of your life and failed repeatedly to come up with its name?  Or…I just love when this happens…spent an hour searching for something that’s on your head or in your hand?  Yup, that’s where I am tonight, a resident of zombi land.

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  • 1. Quilly  |  March 25, 2009 at 11:05 am

    Kat, These days, I find it more remarkable when I don’t do this stuff than when I do!

  • 2. Little old me  |  March 25, 2009 at 11:30 am

    All too often Kat

  • 3. hammer  |  March 25, 2009 at 6:12 pm

    Pretty much every time I don’t get my 3 solid hours of sleep.

    Sometimes I’ll walk in circles not remembering what it is I’m supposed to be doing.

  • 4. nessa  |  March 25, 2009 at 8:17 pm

    Um, yeah, like everyday.

  • 5. Dr. John  |  March 26, 2009 at 12:38 am

    And I thought it was early onset senility.

  • 6. katcampbell  |  March 26, 2009 at 3:06 pm

    Thanks y’all, worried about going crazy there for a minute.

  • 7. Janet  |  April 25, 2009 at 6:09 pm

    all the time. I think it’s caused by radio waves from cell phone towers. (I grasp at any explanation other than the onset of dementia.)

  • 8. Jamaican Dawta  |  May 4, 2009 at 11:29 pm

    Awww, hush hon. Sounds like you need a vacay. 🙂


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