My brain confuses sleep deprivation with a nice rest. I got three hours of sleep last night. I woke up, realized I wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep, and just wanted to lay there and curse for a bit. Now though, I actually feel really quite...good. I know I'm going to need a nap and caffeine to stave off being cranky later, but for now it's a sunny morning and I feel kinda good. I think I'll ride this for as long as I can. I know there's a comic strip that describes this, but I don't feel like looking for it right now.
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Impressive. I hate getting less than 7 hrs.