Happy Twenty-*cough!* Birthday! *innocent whistle*
It's been an uneventful day, aside from the Internet norm, but that's mainly due to my health methinks.
I'd assume by my sore (pretty chewed) tongue and my dizzy, disorientated/spaced out head all damn day, after sleeping 12am to 6am, then 6am(same day/hour) to 12pm, were from my stupid choices of sleep at 4am on both the 9th and 10th were REALLY stupid, to which my synapses agreed wholeheartedly back when I was headed to bed, and rebelled at 12am on the 12th, full bore V style, which explains my day of swimmy mindedness NOW.
If I were a cartoon, my head would now ache with the dying tones of the 1812 Overture.
My memory, all day, has been quite akin to a hard drive reading/writing, but not properly, needing more effort to recall.
It's like
Memento 2 : "The Memory that sticks as well as Blu-tack to slick walls on HOT days."
I'll do something, then sit, and think: "Did I do [X]? Oh, I DID."
It's like being drunk and forgetful minus the fun tastes and warm relaxed buzz, merged with the sore hangover feel.
Haven't left the house in nigh on 12 hours of being awake now! Near 30 if you count last night AFTER I got home!
(Dear GOD/Zeus/Buddha/Hera may this wear off after I get enough rest!)
I swear, late night bedtimes, NEVER-EVER-EVER(to the power of infinity) again.
On the plus side, not so bad as to panic and/or be in hospital again.
(Not sure if it's needed or not, but it just seems like a lack of sleep Epilepsy "punch", and if I rest the brain will heal by morning type of disorientation, not the dangerous kind. If it was worse, would I be using a PC? ;) )
I'd assume by my sore (pretty chewed) tongue and my dizzy, disorientated/spaced out head all damn day, after sleeping 12am to 6am, then 6am(same day/hour) to 12pm, were from my stupid choices of sleep at 4am on both the 9th and 10th were REALLY stupid, to which my synapses agreed wholeheartedly back when I was headed to bed, and rebelled at 12am on the 12th, full bore V style, which explains my day of swimmy mindedness NOW.
If I were a cartoon, my head would now ache with the dying tones of the 1812 Overture.
My memory, all day, has been quite akin to a hard drive reading/writing, but not properly, needing more effort to recall.
It's like
Memento 2 : "The Memory that sticks as well as Blu-tack to slick walls on HOT days."
I'll do something, then sit, and think: "Did I do [X]? Oh, I DID."
It's like being drunk and forgetful minus the fun tastes and warm relaxed buzz, merged with the sore hangover feel.
Haven't left the house in nigh on 12 hours of being awake now! Near 30 if you count last night AFTER I got home!
(Dear GOD/Zeus/Buddha/Hera may this wear off after I get enough rest!)
I swear, late night bedtimes, NEVER-EVER-EVER(to the power of infinity) again.
On the plus side, not so bad as to panic and/or be in hospital again.
(Not sure if it's needed or not, but it just seems like a lack of sleep Epilepsy "punch", and if I rest the brain will heal by morning type of disorientation, not the dangerous kind. If it was worse, would I be using a PC? ;) )