Tripod duty.

And so begins the regulate-your-sleep challenge. 

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Just kidding. 

I know that I needed probably another hour of sleep than what I got but I made it to work on time, so can't be all bad.  Yes, Scott, I was at work by 8:45. I deserve a celebratory bagel. Sorry for that; I've had a pretty bad late streak recently. Besides, my boss isn't going to read this anyway...right?

So, now as I try desperately for the bold button to turn off, I'm here at work for another two hours, checking ALL the tripods, as my end-of-term task. Whee. I guess it could be worse though; I could be sleepier. As it is I'm drinking a never-ending cup of chamomile tea (by "never-ending" I mean I keep refilling it) and listening to techno. Not a terrible morning, but there's a bit more to be desired from it. Like a bagel. Seriously, someone needs to get on that already. 

I already know that my goal for this month is going to slightly differ from Glen's, but hopefully they stay mostly the same. My goal is to get on a regular sleep schedule that coincides with my work schedule for the week, as I work pretty much all mornings, and I work 6 days a week. So right now the plan is to get enough sleep to not be zombified at my 8:45 AM job; if I can work it out right then I won't need to worry about being zombified for the days I start working at 11:30 AM, because I'll either have been up for a good three-and-a-half hours already or I stay up a little later and sleep until 10. At the same time, going to bed at different times during the week is probably what screwed me up in the first place, so let's just aim for being awake by 8 every day. Besides, now that it's summer, that should be relatively easy. Right?

I think after work I'll go buy some bacon plants...I've heard they exist. 

Somewhere.

Naptime isn't nowtime,

-diz.