There's an Israeli story about the green village, in which everything was green: green houses, green cars, green toads, green people. And one day, a green person got out of his green house, went inside his green car, and on his drive along the green road, while humming a green song, he saw a blue man. And the blue man said "me? I'm from a different story altogether".
That's how I feel when I have to think about timezones and who-should-be-awake-when and people just getting up when I finish my lunch. I'm the blue man from the different story. In the most interesting way possible, of course. I wouldn't know how to visit the green world any other way.
Kat, I know! Why are we awake? At least (I think that) you and I have gotten some sleep, and are just up way too early) while I suspect Kristen is still awake.
jeez. Stoopid clumsy 5:00 am fingers.
I did get sleep. About 8 hours. I was profoundly headachy yesterday after a full day of class with 2 presentations that I was only moderately prepared for (after a full work week, including 1 14 hour day). So I went to bed early and am up early. But Kristen? Yes concerned.
I got some sleep! I went to bed at 10 and woke up at 1 and couldn't fall back to sleep.
I cannot seem to break this cycle. I might have to try the Elvis Method.
It sucks, doesn't it, Kristen. I got an extra hour or so, since I was asleep before midnight and didn't wake up until 4:00, but I need more.
Kristen, what's the Elvis Method?
I might have to try the Elvis Method
Which is?
[Edit: x-post with Kat. Hey, Kat!]
Pills to stay awake, pills to fall asleep.
Though my pills would be OTC so it's more low rent than Elvis's actual method.
PS I really want doughnuts.
