Interview in the Morning

Tomorrow I have an interview for a job. The interview is all the way in Melbourne, which means that I have to get up nice and early to be there at 8:30am.

That's going to be a nasty shock to my system, seeing how I'm so not a morning person and probably won't be able to get to sleep until a couple of hours before I'm supposed to be at the train station.

But nonetheless, this isn't causing me any undue concern.

I function pretty well on no sleep ... and I usually function a hell of a lot better on no sleep than I do with little sleep. So I'm seriously considering just staying up all night and when it gets close to getting ready time, I'll just pep myself up on coffee.

I'd take sleeping pills, but I'm pretty sure they're placebos; they don't actually do anything to help me get to sleep.

But anyways, considering the ungodliness of the hour that I have to leave for the train station, I decided to show some forethought and look up the venue today so I know how far away it is from Spencer St (turns out two blocks).

Naturally I used Google Maps for this so that it could clearly highlight my destination on the map for me. It left me wondering why does Google Maps always insist on giving you directions for the most convoluted way there? Why can't it just give you directions for the most direct route?

I know this is a bad example, considering how short my trip is, but ...

When I could easily walk up Colins St!

How much easier is that?

So now that I have simplified my walk to the interview, I'm basically all set for the interview tomorrow, sleep or no sleep!

Hooray!

Curse You, Harry Potter!

Yeah, that's right. I said it. I cursed Harry Potter ... and I'll even go one step further:

*shakes fist threateningly at Harry Potter*

Guess I should probably explain why I'm cursing Harry Potter now.

I finally watched The Deathly Hallows pt1 tonight. Because I'm the only Potter fan in the house I had to wait until the boys went to bed before I could put it on.

And because we watched a ton of Battlestar Galactia, it was pretty late when I finally put the Harry Potter DVD on.

Needless to say, it's a long film.

Not sure exactly how long. But long enough to take me to almost 12:30am ... and I'm still not tired.

I should also point out that 12:30am is way past my bed time. Thanks to my good doctor and those pretty awesome sleeping pills, I had actually developed what resembled a healthy, normal sleeping pattern.

Tonight The Deathly Hallows has made absolutely certain that I don't end up in bed asleep at a decent semi-decent time.

So that's why I cursed Harry Potter.

To Loki's Playpen With It

Well, as I just posted as my Experience Project status, curse my insomnia!
Although I don’t really know why I’m surprised it. I can never sleep at night. I guess I’m just angry with the fact that I have just given up on sleep at all, instead of just waiting to fall asleep at dawn like I usually do.
And I suppose the fact that I’m drinking coffee now isn’t going to help the fact.
Actually, scratch that! The fact that I’m drinking coffee is irrelevant.
I have no hope of going to sleep until tonight, and I have no intention of having a nana nap during any point of today.
And as soon as it’s lighter I’m going for a walk. I’d go for a walk now, but it’s raining. I’m hoping that by the time it’s lighter, the rain will have stopped. I know I’m being optimistic, but …