I tried so hard. I really did. I tried all semester to be a normal person and work on my thesis during normal hours, and especially to sleep during normal hours. I went to bed at or before midnight, I woke up at 8:30 or 9, I tried to work during the day, and I stopped work at night when the Olympics came on. Lather, rinse, repeat. I didn’t tap into the reserve of Coke Zeros I have in my pantry, I didn’t take afternoon naps, and I haven’t had a sip of coffee all semester, because I knew any of these had immense potential to mess up my new sleep cycle.
I tried and tried, and I’m now giving up. I surrender. I do my best work late at night (um, early in the morning?), and there doesn’t seem to be any way around it.
So here we go—bring on the Coke Zero (and the seltzer, so I can also hydrate in a less caffeinated way):
Singlehandedly keeping Columbia recycling in business.