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Got into the office at 8:30AM to attend a seminar (I don't get here that early on a normal workday :x). Was up until 5am, banging on Business Statistics stuff.

I am dizzy and punch-drunk and not too coherent right now.

Possibly this was not the smartest plan I have ever had!

Mm, heading to bed early tonight as I have to wake up early tomorrow in preparation for joining a 5km run.

I suspect I'll alternate between "walking" and "walking more slowly" :-)

Rain has been falling every day for the past week, week and a half. That's the third (fourth?) successive typhoon that's come to the Philippines. Classes on all levels and government offices have been suspended thrice already these past two weeks.

I hear it's much worse in Taiwan -- Signal Number 5. I've only ever experienced a Signal Number 4, and that was scary even though I was safe at home behind very sturdy walls.

The rain has pretty much destroyed my desire to do anything except curl up in bed with the covers over my head and wait it out. For all that, I was unusually productive yesterday. However that might have to do with the fact that I consider "sprawled on my bed typing on my laptop" to be equivalent to "curl up in bed with the covers over my head".

I've been voluntarily trapped at home these past few days. Trapped, because flooding makes it difficult to go out and move about. Voluntarily, because while difficult, it's not impossible. It should be driving me crazy, but it isn't (see previous paragraph about curling/sprawling/lethargy).

The only really bad thing about this is the power outages. Power went off for a couple of hours last night, forcing me to head to bed at the same time normal people do (of course my situation is vastly better than the situation of those who had to fix it). We also lost power for a couple of hours earlier this week, and have the occasional minute-long flickering/outage, but nothing major other than last night.

I'm thinking of heading back to bed now, and I just got up.

Damnit, it's 3am, and I'm still awake because I'm trying to get my thoughts in order. I want to go to sleep so badly, that the anxiety over not being able to sleep is actually keeping me awake (though not necessarily alert or coherent).

This is getting frustrating :P

Note to self:

Body needs more than an hour and a half of sleep a night. Moreover, no longer (as) young (as before). Cannot live on less than three hours a night every night for half a week straight.

(Events past midnight regularly send adrenaline rushing through my veins, but I pay the next morning :D)

set mode=CRASH


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Note to self:
Edit grease, fix arrays.
Edit grease, fix autocomplete,
New grease, i.&t.
Help T_T.

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I have big plans for tonight. First step: curl up in bed. Everything follows :)

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Global I2s are excellent.

(I keep nodding off to sleep and then waking up when certain keywords run through my head :D (I promise I shall stop spazzing out over support soon, at least in entries (I seriously hope tomorrow will be a more coherent day (is it period inside or period outside? The inconsistency is bugging me.).).))

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murklins, I have an idea bouncing in my head and need to talk code <3 But do not let me do it tonight, for the sake of my sanity, please! But remind me if you remember? And if you don't, I'll pounce on you if I do remember.

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Hard drive still dead. Still haven't recovered from when I lost all my data two months ago, so this latest failure didn't hit me as hard. I hope I can get a new one (covered under warranty).

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Took a nap! Reenergized!

I'm struggling with jetlag right now. My body is confused because I'm insisting that it's one time, and my body clock insists that it's another. The result is that I'm getting my sleep in two to three hour bursts as I first convince my body that it's time to sleep (my body is too tired to argue), and then my body realizes that I've fooled it into lying down at an improper time and wakes me up.

Results are not pretty. Woke up for (and cooked!) breakfast; almost slept through lunch; definitely slept through dinner. And all because my body chooses the most inconvenient times to tell me, "You! Go to bed right now. I'm TAKING YOU DOWN."

Time for me to sleep. I have had too many instances of staggering lack of sense in just these hours past midnight.

(Seee, that sentence does not make sense. I know the sentiment I want to express, and yet that sentence still does not make any sense.)