red eye raving, black heart bark
Insomnia is a fascinating process.
Just hit 48 hours, give or take. Not an unbroken stretch. Made the mistake of two half-hour naps. Wrecked, ugh. Long period of disorientation leading up to them but I'm hitting another wind. Kind of tempted to continue pushing it. See how long I can really go. Did a week once; ever since I've wondered if I could manage to stay awake that long again. There's been an interesting lack of really strong mood swings with this bout; various shit's gotten me excited or irritated or hurt, annoyed, contemplative, etc, etc, but not overwhelmingly so. Not much in the way of jitters or stomach cramps or any of the general "omfg weird make it stop" physical symptoms I sometimes get from mild caffeine overdose, either.
Heh. Of course I type all this out, still on the clock, and just after finishing that last paragraph something work-related happens that makes me want to bitchslap a few people to kingdom come. Since when the hell do I care enough about corporate professional integrity to have that kind of reaction? -I don't, I realise. It's the fact that they lied about having completed something. That makes more sense. Goddamn I hate liars.
Welp. If nothing else I'm fully alert again. We'll see how long that lasts.
Just hit 48 hours, give or take. Not an unbroken stretch. Made the mistake of two half-hour naps. Wrecked, ugh. Long period of disorientation leading up to them but I'm hitting another wind. Kind of tempted to continue pushing it. See how long I can really go. Did a week once; ever since I've wondered if I could manage to stay awake that long again. There's been an interesting lack of really strong mood swings with this bout; various shit's gotten me excited or irritated or hurt, annoyed, contemplative, etc, etc, but not overwhelmingly so. Not much in the way of jitters or stomach cramps or any of the general "omfg weird make it stop" physical symptoms I sometimes get from mild caffeine overdose, either.
Heh. Of course I type all this out, still on the clock, and just after finishing that last paragraph something work-related happens that makes me want to bitchslap a few people to kingdom come. Since when the hell do I care enough about corporate professional integrity to have that kind of reaction? -I don't, I realise. It's the fact that they lied about having completed something. That makes more sense. Goddamn I hate liars.
Welp. If nothing else I'm fully alert again. We'll see how long that lasts.