Excerpt from an email to Lozzargh:
I am awake at 5:55 in the morning. Sleeping patterns? There is no fucking pattern... The only mathematical method for describing my diurnal rhythm (lack) involves recording random noise from space... and then testing it for randomness, just to make sure there are no hidden patterns in there.
This is actually done... They test random numers from space noise to make sure that they are actually properly random.
Stoopid scientists.
News: Not sure if I'm going to be able to finish uni this semester - I'm completely unable to sleep at regular times, and find my stupid body alternately wracked by fatigue and hyperactive like an ADD kid at easter.
My sleeping hours over the last couple of days have gone a little like this:
Awaken Friday @ 1pm. Meet Lyds in the city and go to Squipplepippy, bowling at the Alley with DBS homies. Get home, chill out, hook into bed at about 3am. Lie awake until 7:30am. Sleep until 2pm. Hang around and do random stuff until going to Lyds' place in Annerly (southside, ergh) at about 6:30pm. Taxi @ 8:45pm (dance like crazy person). Meet Luke, Al, Justin-aka-Disco_Stu, and some cute girl @ Ric's. Taxi home. Eat food. Post. Rapidly to bed @ about 2:30am-ish.
(I just noticed that Lyds put her bindis from Saturday night on my monitor.. Cute)
Wake @ 12.Stuff around all afternoon. Jum and Krissy come over and chill. Crash into bed at about 8pm.
Wake up at 1am (Monday morning). Try to sleep. Can't. Consider taking too many painkillers to try sleeping. Don't have enough painkillers. Read for hours. Try again to sleep. Eventually give in to inevitability and get out of bed. Have shower. Consider shaving. Don't shave. Turn on computer. Have email conversation with Loz. Post on blog.
The time is now 6:33AM. Monday the 22nd of April, 2002. The temperature is currently 14 degress celcius, forcasted maximum today is 26 degrees, with partly cloudy skies.