||[Nov. 19th, 2009|02:18 am]
At some point when Scott was in town last month, we were discussing the importance of sleep and the effects of psychoactive stimulants, and he had some clever turn of phrase about how coffee is good for "paving over the cognitive potholes of the afternoon". Since then, my friends and I have been grinning knowingly at each other and saying "potholes" whenever we pass each other in the stairwell clutching steaming to-go cups from Sugar and Spice.
The trouble is that I've been paving over a pothole that has now become four days wide. Each of the last three days has been an important due date for some assignment or project, and I've been sleeping about four hours per night. But finally, finally, it's all done and I can actually sleep, and I have no major deadlines for a week and a half.
Of course, there's always more to do. But I'm not going to do any of it tomorrow. I'm going to go to class and rehearsal, and then I'm going to come home and read Algorithms in a Nutshell, a book that should probably have the alternate title You Have A Job Interview In Two Days, Don't You, You Poor Sucker.