There’s some new study confirming the results of some older studies that basically say I’ve been sleeping too much. OK, I suppose it’s possible they weren’t directed solely at me, but why else would they put a link to the stories about the studies right up there on the top of Yahoo! news? Obviously they know where my homepage is.
Anyway, so, for optimum brain function, everyone’s supposed to be getting between 7 and 8 hours of sleep a night. There is literally no better way to sell me on something than to tell me it will improve my brain function, so I suppose I should try this 7-8 hours of sleep thing. I’ve maybe been averaging that, what with getting usually around 5-6 hours a few times a week and closer to 9-10 the rest… but maybe I’ll just go for spot-on 8 hours. That’s going to kick my ass on Monday and Wednesday nights, but… c’est la vie.
I have been listening to much Sheryl Crow (new icon), eating strange concoctions from my kitchen (I made salsa!), reading trash, and drinking more water than usual. Only one of those is probably helping with my brain function.
For some reason, I can’t seem to get the bat off the shoulder in composing the first necessary column for my friend Shelley’s magazine. I mean – I am totally blocked. I have one column that I’ve now discarded because it won’t be topical by the time the mag comes out. I have another that just… doesn’t work. I may have to opt out of the first issue simply because I need to do some research into how monthly columnists make it work. Everything I want to say won’t make sense – or will be sadly past relevant – by the time it gets printed. I’m used to a one-day turnaround, essentially, on opinion pieces. Mrgh. Grgle.
I’m slowly winding back through a week or so (probably closer to two weeks, I’ve been taking a lot of time off recently) of friends entries, so bear with me.
I think it’s very possible that we’re giving socks too much power in this world. Particularly those in puppet form. Thanks, , for the link.