Friday, August 15, 2003

i don't use an alarm clock.

most people wonder how i manage to do that and ever wake up, but it's never really been a big issue for me. i don't go in to work until nine, and i'm usually awake and out of bed by seven. today was an exception, i didn't get out of bed til a bit after half past seven.

i had a discussion with my brother about it once, and he arrived at the conclusion that since i woke up at more or less the same time every day, despite the fact that i didn't rely on an alarm clock, that i was sleep deprived. that didn't make any sense to me because it wasn't like a forced, involuntary action on my part, at least it didn't ever feel that way. when i wake up, i'm usually rather coherent, and not feeling terrible or anything like that.

screw, screw the network exec that took gloria calzada off the air.

feeling: a bit sore
thinking of: dying days of summer
music: "luckenbach, texas" willie nelson and waylon jennings