Update: 9 AM

A friend who I've informed about my experiment told me to just go to bed already. The thing is, if I go to sleep now, I'll be even MORE screwed up than I was. But I also have a headache, so that could easily do me in. I'm not sure at this point. I could go to bed and then get up whenever, and then use the Tylenol PM I have to get me back on schedule, but half the time that I try that, I wind up waking up in the middle of the night anyway, and then I'm just as screwed up as before.

To pass the time, I did a little writing earlier (heh... "earlier," there's a concept), but mostly I've been watching TV. I watched a 48 Hours special report on Internet predators (whee!) and last night's Letterman (which had some lousy-ass guests) and a really good episode of Mystery Science Theater. It was a really poorly made movie about street gangs in the 60s where one of them gets framed for being a serial killer. The main character had a really weird, effeminate little brother who cried about everything, and who I swore was going to turn out to be the killer. Except I forgot that this was the early 60s, before they discovered irony. It is also pre-1990s, when they forgot what Irony was, and wrote bad songs about it, and then had nerdy debates about whether the song was really about Irony or not.

I think it would be cool to hallucinate from sleep-deprivation, but I don't think I'm going to be up long enough for that. I pulled longer all-nighters than this in college with little or no ill-effects. Of course, I also used to do shooters in college too, so I may not have the same stamina anymore. But I'm only 27, dammit! I still think of myself as basically the same as I was in college, if not better. But then, I'm probably the worst person to judge something like that.

For a second, I started to think that one side-effect of not sleeping is long-windedness, but then I realized that I'm always like this.

I'll report back when I feel like there's something to report back on.