Everyman…when is a screwup not a screwup? When IS it a screwup??
Okay. I was upset last night because, in spite of a pretty much flawless polyphasic day, I then couldn’t sleep at 7 or 8 or 9 p.m., but I stayed in bed that last time and fell asleep finally at 9:30, and slept until 12:30. I said that I would have to fight to stay awake the rest of the night, and that I was doomed to readjustment and all that.
Apparently, I was completely wrong.
I stayed up all night without hardly a yawn. And I wasn’t doing anything special — surfing and doing homework, mostly, and I watched half a movie. (The DaVinci Code, which I thought might make a good movie, having been such a staggeringly mediocre book…but no, it was a staggeringly mediocre movie too (at least in the first half). Oh well.)
Anyway, nary a yawn. Twenty minute nap at 4:00 a.m.; no problem. I did snatch my five-minute “timeout” at six, but didn’t overdo it, and wasn’t tired on the drive in, either. It’s almost 8 a.m. and I feel fine.
Well I’ll be darned. I mean, I knew I’d “pulled off” accidentally taking the core nap early before, but I guess I never realized that I might be able to just do that if I felt like it, and not suffer for it.
Color me polychromatically shocked.
-PD
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