I am a chemical and sleeping wreck right now.
Friday night (like around 11:30 pm or there abouts) my friend Greg calls. He's still at work but he wants to know if I want to head on over for a night of Quake. Sure. I head on over there.
So it's Greg, Marty and myself. 7:30 am Saturday we leave Greg's office and head to Denny's for breakfast. I'm in bed by 10 am. So therefore my sleeping schedule has been shot to hell and back.
I get up in time to meet some friends for dinner, then I get with some other friends later in the evening and I manage to get to bed around 6:00 am Sunday.
I barely manage to get up for the weekly Sunday gaming session and to help stay away, I drink a bottle of Bawls Soda. [1] So now I'm doped up on caffeine. The Coke, Pepsi, iced tea, Oreo Double Stuffs, Tootsie rolls and other assorted junk food at the gaming session didn't help either.
By 5:00 pm I'm buzzing.
By 9:00 pm I can feel the crash coming on.
At “dinner” (at a local IHOP) I had toast and lots of water.
By 2:00 am Monday I've crashed.
Which is good, since I have a 1:00 pm meeting with a client.
Which I barely make.
The alarm clock goes off and I'm just dead. It takes me nearly an hour to get somewhat functional and off to the client's office.
By 4:00 pm (I'm home by now) I crash again. For three and a half hours.
I get up, still sluggish and get dinner with my roomate, Rob. [2] I feel wierd. I want to sleep, yet my body feels like it could run a couple of marathons and still compete in the Iron Man Triathalon. I'm still buzzing. And tired.
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!