Well, duh.

[azurelunatic]

When I'm working on three hours of sleep, from a day that was already sleep-depped, of course I'm going to sound horrible.

It really does depend on sleep.

My schedule's just wacked. Way wacked.

And nobody orders me to bed these days. Nor does anyone reasonably local have the right to.

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[wiredferret.livejournal.com]

One of the interesting things I've found about having to get up and be an adult every day is that I don't need anyone to tell me to go to bed. I pay the price if I don't get enough sleep, and that is finally sufficient motivation for me to go to sleep at quasi-reasonable hours.

Actually, a lot of my life has moved that direction -- that I no longer need to be told to do things, I do them because they're what I know I need to do. And I find that really empowering. I'm an adult. If I'm willing to be tired tomorrow, I can finish the book. Or I can save the rest of it. My call. All me.