I dunno what it is, but I’ve only gotten a few (2-3) hours of sleep the past few nights.  Tuesday night-Wed morning was totally my fault: I tried to read Greg Egan’s Diaspora for a few hours Tuesday night, and like most of his novels, putting in one hour of reading usually equals 1-2 additional hours of the brain racing, trying to parse all the crap you just read. He’s an incredible hard SF author, but it’s hell to read late at night.

Wed-Thurs I didn’t get much more than 5 hours of sleep, and I was dragging Thursday because of the insomnia-hangover from the previous day.  Today, I feel much more awake and receptive, despite the fact that I got about 90 minutes of sleep. I could simply not get my brain to shut up, so I watched episodes of Big Bang Theory (cuter than I originally thought) and Life (I dig this show a lot, I hope the back-plot doesn’t drag on too much though) until I felt tired enough to sleep. All I remember is closing my eyes, then feeling like they immediately flew open again as Nacchi performed his morning ritual of jumping on my face and crotch as he rolls all over the bed looking for scratches.

I have a feeling that I’ll not be doing much other than resting this weekend. And work. Have some work projects to finish.

-Andy