All night long
I would just like to start by saying this is a filler post. You know how you are sure that some songs on an album are so formulaic that they must have been written in five minutes and just included to make the CD 42 minutes? This is one of those posts. You see, no one’s reading this week and I’m, so to speak, on vacation. Plus the post that’s really in my head is my yearly wrap-up (first annual!) and it’s not quite the end of the year yet. But I’m awake and the MacBook is on my lap, so why the hell not?
Speaking of, did you ever wonder what would happen if your life was free of alarm clocks and all responsibilities? Not when you were traveling because being away doesn’t count. I mean at home, in your own environment. I know for myself what it would be like from two methods. First when I was unemployed for 3 weeks before my present job and second my previously mentioned annual 9 days off in December. What happens to me is that I revert back to the sleep schedule that my body really wants to have, which is to go to sleep at dawn and sleep until one or two pm.
Luckily we live in a world where there are 300 channels and TiVo. I can’t imagine living this lifestyle in the age of the network sign-off. You know those old movies where they play the national anthem on the TV and then there’s a high-pitched noise and a test-pattern comes on? Of course, I couldn’t be blogging at 2am in that scenario either but you get me. Most of my friends already know not to call me before noon (I’m willing to be woken up after that if it’s important) and any activity will take place in the safe confines of the afternoon or evening. Tomorrow and Thursday I have early afternoon plans so I may actually have to set an alarm. Yes, life is tough.
The only real problem with this, naturally, is going back to work and then you are totally jetlagged even though you’ve remained in the same time zone the entire time. And then when you can’t stay awake during meetings, people will ask you what exciting place you visited in which case you are free to say, “I was watching ‘I Love the 90’s’ and blogging at 3am!”
Gotta go, they’re doing 1992.
I love natural rhythms and being able to sleep until noon. Why doesn’t the rest of the world follow this schedule? It would be much more convenient.
I’ve gotten so used to getting up around 5:00 am that my body won’t let me sleep past 7:00 am. Even if I stay out until bar time, I can’t sleep past 7:00am.
Oh how I wish I could sleep to noon.
Thanks for the Lionel Ritchie ear worm!
CDs are 42 minutes long? Another factoid to be crammed into my brain. Thanks, Becca, who is both funny and wise.
If you lived way back in the olden days when the networks signed off, you’d be pounding away on a manual typewriter churning out your columns and short stories for one of New Yorks dozens of still thriving literary publications. Wearing your satin pajamas and smoking a Pall Mall. In a bejeweled filter.
Look! You do have readers today. I’m an occasional lurker on your site.
Unemployment is not the best way to test the “life without alarm clocks” existence but I’ve been there. I think I would like to try the “life without alarm clocks after winning the lottery” existence now.
Since when do you not have readers, woman? And seriously, you need filler entries when you’ve yet to do your “Reader Of The Month… GoAway!” complete with the disclaimer that a picture couldn’t be posted as it would shatter LCDs across the country.
*sigh* I just don’t rate. I knew I should’ve taken a bite of your cookie. ~eyebrow waggle~
Ahem. I’m here.
6am is sleeping in for me.
Jewball readers don’t take a vacation.
We had to set the alarm on the honeymoon. The breakfast buffet ended at 10:30, and the resort served no other food until 11:30. I couldn’t bear the thought of not eating every two hours. le sigh
If GoAway is ROTM, you can use my picture in place of hers. We’re almost identical (snortle). And I’m a giver (and an attention you-know-what) like that.
Lydia, I’m with you, sister.
CSI, thank the Lawd, that never happens to me.
RN, you are supposed to have a Peter Murphy earworm. Pay attention!
Sarpon, LP’s used to be around that…CD’s can be longer, 78 minutes maybe? But I like that vision. I wish I had been Rosalind Russell in His Girl Friday specifically.
Ima, welcome. Agreed, sleeping late while jobless isn’t my ideal existence either. Next time I’m totally doing lottery.
GA, where were you on Christmas? I suppose with your family or something. Sheez. Actually, no one was supposed to notice that there was no ROTM for December. I got a little busy. But since you already bought me hot chocolate and a cookie, you are so in for 2007.
Kay, I noticed you are always up bright and early, even for my time zone, never mind yours. I shall not, however, be following your example.
So Soxy, you’re saying you read JBall on your honeymoon? Fantastic!
I just think that this post is an excuse to use the new MacBook.
Which I would do, too.
You know, it would be great if we could find a job where we could split a 24 hour shift. Maybe something like pushing the button on Lost.
Oh, I got plenty of uses for the MacBook. For instance, since it’s impervious to spyware so I can download porn. Kidding, kidding.
OK, Kay, but I’m not eating 30 year old food.