Lately I’ve been having a lot of trouble falling asleep at night, and tonight I just happened to make the matter worse by downing a redbull at around midnight. I was under the false impression that I was going to have to spend the majority of the night cranking out a paper that is actually not due until Thursday. In theory I could still work on the paper…but working on assignments more than 48 hours in advance of they’re due date just isn’t my style. I can’t seem to put words to paper unless I have massive amounts of stress induced adrenaline pumping through my body.
So anyway, right now I’m kind of at a loss as to how I should occupy my time until sleepiness sets in. I could watch a movie on Netflix, but I already watched a movie earlier today and I’m not sure I feel like devoting a whole 2ish hours to another one. I finished watching Harold and Maude today. Definitely one of my new favorites — I can’t believe I’d never seen it before today.
I could read a book. I’m in the middle of Magic Mountain by Thomas Mann, Growth of the Soil by Knut Hamsun, Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad and The God of Small Things by Arudhati Roy. I should really start finishing some of them — but there really isn’t anywhere well-lit and comfortable to sit down and read now that Lance is already in bed with the lights out. I’m doing pretty good on my 50 books in a year goal though; I’ve read 14 so far.
I could listen to music, which I actually am doing right now…but it doesn’t exactly keep me from being bored. I made myself a super awesome playlist a few days ago with Neko Case, Jenny Lewis, Ryan Adams, Drag the River, William Elliott Whitmore, Mayhew the Traitor, Glossary and a few songs off the O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack. It’s pretty much all I’ve been listening to lately.
Anyway, in the time it took me to write all this I started yawing. I think I’ll go lay in bed and see what happens!