insomnia musings

For the past three weeks, I've consumed very little caffeine. In the past--back when I downed three or four diet colas a day, often topped off with a cup or two of coffee--I never had to worry about being kept up by caffeine. It didn't matter if I drank a cup of coffee 20 minutes before bed; I'd be asleep within 30 minutes. Not so today. My sister came over to watch the NBA Finals game, and she brought iced coffee with her. I drank two glasses--the last at 10 p.m. I went to bed at 11:40, tossed and turned until 1:20, and then finally gave up. It's now 2:10, and I'm as wide awake as I was at 11. Lesson learned.

Some thoughts from my time not sleeping:

• My air conditioner makes swallowing noises. I'm not kidding.
• Airbrushed makeup looks really interesting. It also looks insanely expensive.
• The Jeopardy! episode of Cheers is a classic. "Who are three people who have never been in my kitchen?"
• I have no idea how I'll be functional in the morning.
• Never Been Kissed is more enjoyable than usual in the middle of the night. Michael Vartan is a beautiful man. I really should read As You Like It--or maybe just get the Kenneth Branagh version from Netflix.
• I'm so glad I'm using vacation days on Thursday and Friday ... but why oh why didn't I take Wednesday, too?
• I can't remember the last time I was awake at 2:30 a.m. I must be old.
• How soon should I try to sleep again? 
• I'm actually going to do one of those stupid facebook notes about what's on your iTunes. If you're my facebook friend, you should check it out.
• It's 3:01. My alarm goes off in 4 hours. I should probably try to sleep again!