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So I get back from the station; I'm tired and fall on the bed for a little bit. And I note that I have a character gig the next day at 7:00 AM.
... next thing I know, I'm waking up; I hear birds chirping and there isn't much sun out. I look to my clock -- and it says it's 6:35.
It takes 30 minutes to get to where I need to go -- never mind the fact that I still need to get ready.
I dart out of bed with an OH $#!* and start running --
-- and a second or so passes before I stop and go, "Wait a minute." ... I check the clock. It's indeed 6:35.
... thing is, that's PM.
This is still the previous evening.
I breathe a bit of a sigh of relief; it was just a really short nap. (And then I set my alarm for 5:00 AM, just to be sure.)
[Still have other stuff to post about.]
... next thing I know, I'm waking up; I hear birds chirping and there isn't much sun out. I look to my clock -- and it says it's 6:35.
It takes 30 minutes to get to where I need to go -- never mind the fact that I still need to get ready.
I dart out of bed with an OH $#!* and start running --
-- and a second or so passes before I stop and go, "Wait a minute." ... I check the clock. It's indeed 6:35.
... thing is, that's PM.
This is still the previous evening.
I breathe a bit of a sigh of relief; it was just a really short nap. (And then I set my alarm for 5:00 AM, just to be sure.)
[Still have other stuff to post about.]