It’s that time of week again where I have to go to bed early to pay penance for staying up too late for too many nights in a row. It caught me this evening.
I might make it to bed at 2am, which is a lot better than 3am, the usual. It’s now 1am, so I’m gunning for 1.30am, but this computer’s glow is so damn comforting, I have trouble letting go.
I’ve been sitting in front of my PC for hours typing, but I’m not sure I accomplished anything. After I sat in front of the PC all day at work today, that is hardly surprising. I’m programming again at work and it robs hours like you won’t believe. And at the end of the day my brain is seriously mushy.
Ah, inadvertently I have just explained to myself why I’m feeling like there’s a heavy fog inside my head.
Ok, I relent. Sleep. I need it. So I’ll go get it.
Ps. Tomorrow there’s a Ms Sabah Malaysia Universe Preview Party at Atmosphere. Should be interesting and I will make it my duty to report back. With photos, of course.
I know the feeling. Suddenly it'll be 3am and I'll think, "Wait a second…what did I actually do the last 6 hours?"
One of my programming classes is really dulling my brain as well. Assembly programming. Fun eh?