Yay for new accessibility, Seska!
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I used to be a morning person, then I went to college. I used to wake up instantly, when the alarm clicked but before it actually started sounding, then I went to college part time while working full time. Which was actually ok, as long as I didn't get sick, because when you have 27 1/2 hrs. of things to do every day (and that didn't include studying for exams) there is No. Time. to get better. And naturally I got sick. And suddenly I was one of those people for whom it is easier to listen to the alarm going off, than it is to reach over and turn it off. The fact that I have been working at a job that my typical shift is 2pm-10pm, and I rarely get to bed before 2am, means that I am seldom rational before 11am. The cats, however, insist on waking me up at 6 or 7 am. So there is a lot of napping in my life.
Like FB, sometimes Twitter makes me MAD. It's rather difficult to debate a very complex issue (like fair trade vs opting out of the global economy entirely for environmental reasons) in 140 characters. If you try, and others challenge your position with an "It's not that simple"-type reply, I don't think getting arsey with them because they don't agree with you makes for a particularly persuasive response.
This mini-rant brought to you by argh why did I think a case study design was a good idea and what the hell am I trying to achieve with this discourse analysis and am I going to have enough statistics and just how much will I get penalised if I crib from previous assignments for this chapter and why won't my participants answer my e-mail requests for interviews and arrrrrggghhhh dissertation productions.
I go to pub now. Work with beer.
Those of you who linked to the Jeeves alarm clock: I now almost hate you, since I want need it SO BAD.
My alarm clock of choice is an obnoxious little thing. It is designed as a purple cat with a yellow hammer, and supposedly had to sound loud, obnoxious meows. Only something was fucked in the manufacturing of said purple alarm clock cat, and instead of meows, it sounds more like a goat.
I'd be obnoxious myself if I was a purple alarm cat who, not by it's fault, sounds like a goat.
In House Moving News: there's no assurance where I'll sleep tonight: couch or bed. Bed full with boxes I have no desire whatsoever to move. Said boxes were moved there in order so I'll have a closet in my room. I still don't have a closet, and only by sheer luck have clean clothes for tomorrow (nobody on Earth was more happy than me when I opened a box today to find clean outside clothing. Really).
But, I'll also get a ride to university tomorrow (YAY!), which means I won't have to leave the house at 6:40am, which means I won't have to get up at 5:50am in order to stay at the university till 18:00-19:00pm, but will leave house around 7:30. SO AWESOME.
(As a side note, if there won't be a closet in my room until next week, I'll have to murder someone. I need a place for my clothes, so I'll be able to open the boxes and see where I packed them).
Beth, I'm thinking of getting one of those gradual light alarms also. I'm a former late sleeper who somehow transformed into an early riser (always awake by 6ish, usually before the alarm) but recently doing that in the dark has left me feeling more gronky, even if I'm still getting up.
Babies: I went to see my friend's wee one in the NICU yesterday. Conor was a six month preemie - S went in for an appointment where they were evaluating whether she needed to go on bed rest and then they were all "nope, we're pulling this little guy out
I now."
One pound 14 ounces at birth but now he's about double that and tracking along nicely. He's a tiny little ball of adorable is what he is.
things that are annoying - having cramps 3 days
before
your period starts.
I have never used an alarm. As a super light sleeper it was never required. When getting up in the dark is required the alarm gets set, but it always gets turned off before it makes its horrid noise.
I am with Laura on the lifelong insomnia and the light sleeping. And while I have always been able to get out of bed in the morning, I'm a stumbling sleepwalker for the first 15 minutes of the day. Back when I was a teenager and someone else was making coffee for me, I could stretch out the sleepwalking for 30 minutes.
Boinked my funny bone this morning at 9:00 A.M. Now past two pm and still aching. Stupid nerves, don't they know that particular pain is not supposed to last more than 15 minutes?
Things not to do the week after having bronchitis: Take a group home full of developmentally disabled adults on a hike.
Not going into details about how bad an idea it was. It was a beautiful day, too gorgeous and mild to waste. We had to take advantage of it. And I so wanted it to work. It was my idea. Stupid weak bronchial tubes.
