Rock Around The Clock

I have completely screwed up my time clock, to the point where I'll have no choice but to sleep through the entire night. I'm very excited about this particular part of the development.

Yesterday, when I went out with the realtor, I kept yawning so much that he wondered if I'd be able to drive home safely. I said I'd be fine. I came home, did some Web stuff, and couldn't keep my eyes open a second later. So I slept from 6 until 9, which I figured made up for sleeping so little the night before. I stayed up until 2 a.m. and thought, Okay, I'm tired, back to bed.

Round about 4 a.m. I thought, Okay, let's go see what's on American Movie Classics.

At 6 I decided to go back to bed. I dozed until 10, when I decided to get up. All day I haven't even been tired, just dopey. Definitely at a low ebb, emotionally. I've been feeling bizarre and detached from everything. Until now, as a Big Episode® of Babylon 5 comes on and I realize I need to go to sleep.

Today in Script Analysis class we watched My Life As A Dog. I cried, I laughed, I cried some more. (No money changed hands, so I can't say, "I kissed five bucks goodbye.") I heard just about everyone else in the theatre sniffling along with me, and more than half the class had seen it before. I hadn't. Pretty affecting stuff. What a looney little boy that Ingemar was.

Then, after watching it all the way through, we took a 15 minute break and then watched Act I again. With Notorious, this was easy. With My Life As A Dog, I felt my stomach being ripped out.

Part of the reason I'm so crazed about this insomnia thing is that I get more paranoid when I haven't been sleeping well. I mean, I'm paranoid enough to begin with, I don't need any help.

For example, no one is sitting next to me in classes. Is this true? And how would I judge the truth value of this statement in a fair and objective way? If it is true, why? I bathe frequently, I can be fun. I haven't gotten boring, have I? Is everyone else having more fun together? Am I not one of the gang? Do I always have to be the one to sit with someone else?

You see why it becomes very, very important for me to get at least twenty of the forty winks.

I can't believe I didn't mention this anecdote yesterday:

After Writing class on Tuesday, a group of us headed over to get dinner at La Salsa. One of the topics at dinner was the reissue of Star Wars.

Matt, an actual graduate student at USC, said excitedly, "It's so much better on the big screen!"

A couple of us thought that rather an amusing remark. Until he explained that he was two for the original release. Sob.