For Serious

I've never been able to maintain any kind of diary, journal, or blog for longer than a month or so. But this is my year. This time it's for serious. Yeah.

Of course, like all journal/diary/blog entries I've ever written, this one is being created late at night. I should be asleep right now, but I've thrown my sleep schedule ridiculously far off.

Reasons I'm still awake at 2:35 a.m. on a Sunday:

- Stayed up till 4 a.m. on Saturday, slept until 1 p.m., so it only feels like ten or so at night
- Made and drank coffee (to prevent caffeine-withdrawal headache) normal length of time after weekend wakeup; which because of aforementioned late night meant the coffee happened circa 4:30 p.m.
- Went crazy on junk food while lazing around with DVDs and stomach is still full/hurting/spewing acid back into esophagus
- Shot of late night whisky (ew. still reminds me of slugs. but had just finished watching a delectable BBC series about a Scottish laird and was in the mood, and happened to have about a shot's worth of whisky in the cupboard.)

All of which make me sound like some kind of losery slacker college kid. Not that I have anything against college kids. But it concerns me that sometimes I feel that I act more like one now, at the age of twenty-six, than I did when I was actually matriculating.

One small comfort, I suppose, is that I don't feel like a college student. College students can shake these sorts of things off - I don't think I ever had a hangover until I was at least two years out of school, and there was an entire semester my second year where I got an average of four or five hours of sleep a night and seemed never to get sick. Not so now. Oh, and the last reason I'm still awake? It's Daylight Savings Time, so I lost an hour and only realized it at about 1:30 a.m. Yes, I'll eventually be glad for the longer daylight, but tomorrow (and Monday) I'll only mourn my missed sleep.