1. Wrote several barely coherent e-mails. (Best lines: “I can’t tell youhow amazing it is to sit and watch words dance. I should start a Ballet company.”)
2. Got on the webcam and danced to “Womanizer” for a friend.
3. Filled out a survey on myspace in which I described my dancing as gross.
4. Described my mental state on IM to a friend as “like everything is made of cotton but i can[t push thru it to do soemthi norml thingsl" and that "i feel like i have a hat on my head]\.”
5. Added Patti Smith to my friends list on myspace.
6. Looked at my own myspace photos repeatedly, which I guess is equivalent to staring in the mirror while stoned going, “I have eyes! There are two!”
7. Twittered and changed my facebook status to reflect my lack of cognitive ability.

I discovered most of this this morning when I signed into my e-mail and saw replies to e-mails that I had sent but do not remember. Every time I sign into a website, I find some various little tidbit I left in my Ambien stupor.

I’m so glad my stupidity has been documented for all to enjoy.