Fell asleep about 11 AM. Not sure what that means for the rest of my day. I was struck by a sudden hunger around 10:30, and rather than seek out something to eat, I went to bed. Take that, Pavlov!
More than anything, I think that means I need to go shopping. From the limited choices I had for lunch (I ate "breakfast" around 6 AM... pancakes!), I opted to give into my other pressing need. Funny thing is, at the moment, I'm not really hungry. Maybe had some sort of hibernation reflex.
So the experiment ends/continues. I didn't exactly get a full night's/day's rest. But I didn't hallucinate either. Dammit. I was kind of loopy though. I did a little research and it turns out that sleep deprivation, even mild deprivation, brings on effects similar to being drunk: slowed responses, poor coordination and judgement. So, in effect, I was hammered today. And no hangover!
But at one point, it hit me that I really wasn't sure I wanted to piss away a day watching TV reruns and trying to stay awake. I wasn't really in any condition to do useful things like job searching (though maybe I'm just desperately clawing for excuses in that area), so why not go to bed? The obvious answer being, well, to get back on a schedule where you can do something useful, dammit! Alas.

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