Gah. I've come to the sad conclusion that I can no longer skimp on sleep. The problem is, that means I have to cut out my social life. This is patently UNFAIR. The problem is, that the less sleep I get, the more pissy I am. The pissier I am, no one wants to be around me. The less people are around me the even MORE pissy I get, and need to be around people, but see the above statement.
I am so utterly daunted at the idea of even TRYING to go and see a midnight premier of Harry Potter. The idea of getting less than 5 hours of sleep actually fills me with a dread like panic, because I'm non functional with less than that, and I've been AVERAGING less than 4 since oh...a month before solstice.
See, I can't sleep here in the summer. The days are so long, my body refuses to shut off and let me sleep. Pair that with an insomniac husband whom I want to spend every possible moment with, and it means I'm not sleeping. Then add the stress of school...and you guessed it. I'm still not sleeping.
There has got to be SOME answer to all of this, and I'm sure it will come to me. Sometime after Samhain, when my sleep schedule goes back to 'normal' for the winter.
Sad captain is sad right now...and sleep deprived.
I hate getting older...because even as recently as 2005, I could go 3-4 days with 1-2 hours of sleep, but my body just said NEIN to that idea about 2006, and life has not been the same. Guh.
Hey, look, my own incoherent, sleep-dep inspired raving/rambling while I panic over not being able to go to the movies (which is a two edged thing for me anyway). See, I HATE crowds. I love premiers. I love Harry Potter. I hate high strung uberfans. I want to go to the movie with my hubby and friend(s). I also want to do well in class the next day, which will be a lab, and thus is VERY important because it's only a 6 week session instead of 12. AND I have to work Friday, AND I have 4+ hours on the bus getting to school, then to work, then home. So naps are really sort of out of the question. And I'm paranoid about not missing any school Getting good grades is paramount to my success in school...and it makes me feel like a 6 year old who has chicken pox on the day of their birthday.
I wanna have a little tantrum. And then a nap. And then some icecream, which won't make it any better, but will still be icecream.
Grrr.
Also, I left my phone at home today, and that has NOT made today any easier, I tell ya.
The captain's stress level just hit 11 back there somewhere, and is looking to see if he can eke out 12. :P