Staying up for far too long
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ALAN.. I hope you have a great one today! :) It's been very interesting knowing you (to say the least), and it's been a good friendship.
STAYING UP WAY TOO LONG
Yes, I know that one of you who reads this always stays up till 6 AM. However, even you know that this is not my usual go-to-bed time. Although.. maybe you have as much trouble as I do converting the time difference, so perhaps you don't know this.. now you do. ;) I also know that you still have me beat overall by 16½ hours as far as staying up for a ridiculous period of time goes. (what was it.. 54 hours spent floating around aimlessly at pubs / parties, and attempting to make music till you started to hear little voices inside your head? that's WAY too hardcore for me! at least you slept for 20 hours afterwards..)
I've just stayed up for 22 hours in a row.. from about 8 AM Sunday morning to 6:10 AM Monday morning. (woke up at 2:30 PM) It's been quite some time since I stayed up for that long, but if I had to.. I'm just glad it's the beginning of the week rather than the end. (if I did this on a Wednesday or Thursday, it would have dire consequences for my weekend) Did the usual church stuff, then went home and apparently spent way too long doing stuff on the Net again. (sigh..)
I did have one cup of coffee at breakfast, and another at lunch.. but that wouldn't explain why. (usually, I go to sleep hours before 6 AM on Mondays) No, I didn't have any BBT either.. so that's not an explanation. (BBT = bubble tea.. I saw the abbreviation on my sister's Mississauga church bulletins yesterday) Oh well, I hope it doesn't happen again for another 2.75 years. ;) (and also that my recovery time will be short, and that my body not be really wired for days on end following this)
I remember the time on August 26-27, 2001 (also a Sunday-Monday sort of thing) where I stayed up for 37.5 hours in a row.. and didn't really feel like crashing, even. (yup.. the date DOES stick in my head :P) Got up at 8:15 AM on Sunday to go to church, and didn't get to bed till about 9:45 PM Monday evening. I did all the usual Sunday stuff, then went home for a few hours before Eric picked me up for Elaine's surprise birthday party that evening (which was extremely fun). After getting home at 12:30 AM, I decided to do "the eternal update".. otherwise known as writing the events down in my journal.. yup, in mindless detail. :P
I finished THAT at around 8:50 AM (see? lotsa pointless detail goes into my journal.. :P), but STILL didn't feel like crashing. So instead.. I listened to a lot of music, did up a bunch of emails, thought about the eleventh anniversary of Stevie Ray Vaughan's death in a plane crash (right after he'd gotten sober, too!), read part of Voyager, and went to my brother's for dinner. When I got home from there, I made a few phone calls.. then finally went to bed, and slept for 12 hours afterwards. (thanks muchly to Jocelyn and Irene for giving me tips on how to get to sleep) At least I got to spend LOTS of time with my friends.. especially Eric. ;) (Winnie, Jenny, and Connie's German-Chinese cousins Felina and Kirsten were also a hit with us.. an unusual mix)
Certainly a very interesting time.. when my friends heard about it later, they were all surprised that I didn't ever feel tired. (no.. I didn't have any Slurpees, Jolt, coffee, bubble tea, etc. either that time :P) Actually, I was too.. but at least THIS time around, I felt like crashing. I find that there's a "second-wind" to these types of things in general. (not that I do this all the time, but you know what I mean..) You know what happens when you're at Chinese banquets (or any meal with a lot of courses, really).. and you get a second wind between the fifth and sixth courses. Thank goodness the wait staff know to give you that break after you get really full from the first part of the meal. (or you'd be even more bloated than normal) So I was kinda tired from 2-3 AM, then got my second wind that allowed me to stay up till 6:10.. even though I should have been sleeping long before that time, really. (mmm.. sleep..)
No, I don't have any great sleep-deprived thoughts to share with you after the fact. Maybe next time, kiddies. ;) But speaking of meals.. it is now time to get something to eat. Seeya! :)
My brain is currently fluffy and filled with ants, so if I don't make much sense.. that's probably why. :P Don't know if I'll be doing this again anytime soon, as I think I've acquired enough faint moontan to last a while. ;)
[end sleepy entry]
STAYING UP WAY TOO LONG
Yes, I know that one of you who reads this always stays up till 6 AM. However, even you know that this is not my usual go-to-bed time. Although.. maybe you have as much trouble as I do converting the time difference, so perhaps you don't know this.. now you do. ;) I also know that you still have me beat overall by 16½ hours as far as staying up for a ridiculous period of time goes. (what was it.. 54 hours spent floating around aimlessly at pubs / parties, and attempting to make music till you started to hear little voices inside your head? that's WAY too hardcore for me! at least you slept for 20 hours afterwards..)
I've just stayed up for 22 hours in a row.. from about 8 AM Sunday morning to 6:10 AM Monday morning. (woke up at 2:30 PM) It's been quite some time since I stayed up for that long, but if I had to.. I'm just glad it's the beginning of the week rather than the end. (if I did this on a Wednesday or Thursday, it would have dire consequences for my weekend) Did the usual church stuff, then went home and apparently spent way too long doing stuff on the Net again. (sigh..)
I did have one cup of coffee at breakfast, and another at lunch.. but that wouldn't explain why. (usually, I go to sleep hours before 6 AM on Mondays) No, I didn't have any BBT either.. so that's not an explanation. (BBT = bubble tea.. I saw the abbreviation on my sister's Mississauga church bulletins yesterday) Oh well, I hope it doesn't happen again for another 2.75 years. ;) (and also that my recovery time will be short, and that my body not be really wired for days on end following this)
I remember the time on August 26-27, 2001 (also a Sunday-Monday sort of thing) where I stayed up for 37.5 hours in a row.. and didn't really feel like crashing, even. (yup.. the date DOES stick in my head :P) Got up at 8:15 AM on Sunday to go to church, and didn't get to bed till about 9:45 PM Monday evening. I did all the usual Sunday stuff, then went home for a few hours before Eric picked me up for Elaine's surprise birthday party that evening (which was extremely fun). After getting home at 12:30 AM, I decided to do "the eternal update".. otherwise known as writing the events down in my journal.. yup, in mindless detail. :P
I finished THAT at around 8:50 AM (see? lotsa pointless detail goes into my journal.. :P), but STILL didn't feel like crashing. So instead.. I listened to a lot of music, did up a bunch of emails, thought about the eleventh anniversary of Stevie Ray Vaughan's death in a plane crash (right after he'd gotten sober, too!), read part of Voyager, and went to my brother's for dinner. When I got home from there, I made a few phone calls.. then finally went to bed, and slept for 12 hours afterwards. (thanks muchly to Jocelyn and Irene for giving me tips on how to get to sleep) At least I got to spend LOTS of time with my friends.. especially Eric. ;) (Winnie, Jenny, and Connie's German-Chinese cousins Felina and Kirsten were also a hit with us.. an unusual mix)
Certainly a very interesting time.. when my friends heard about it later, they were all surprised that I didn't ever feel tired. (no.. I didn't have any Slurpees, Jolt, coffee, bubble tea, etc. either that time :P) Actually, I was too.. but at least THIS time around, I felt like crashing. I find that there's a "second-wind" to these types of things in general. (not that I do this all the time, but you know what I mean..) You know what happens when you're at Chinese banquets (or any meal with a lot of courses, really).. and you get a second wind between the fifth and sixth courses. Thank goodness the wait staff know to give you that break after you get really full from the first part of the meal. (or you'd be even more bloated than normal) So I was kinda tired from 2-3 AM, then got my second wind that allowed me to stay up till 6:10.. even though I should have been sleeping long before that time, really. (mmm.. sleep..)
No, I don't have any great sleep-deprived thoughts to share with you after the fact. Maybe next time, kiddies. ;) But speaking of meals.. it is now time to get something to eat. Seeya! :)
My brain is currently fluffy and filled with ants, so if I don't make much sense.. that's probably why. :P Don't know if I'll be doing this again anytime soon, as I think I've acquired enough faint moontan to last a while. ;)
[end sleepy entry]
Labels: 2001, alan, birthdays, breakfast, bubble tea, church, coffee, death, elaine, emails, eric m., jocelyn, lunch, maxed-out tags limit, music, parties, ray, sleep, spoz, winnie
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