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Even when the world is going great, you can find something to complain about.

I wish I had a sleep schedule. I got up three hours ago. I crashed last night around 19:30 because sleep debt had finally caught up with me and I was unable to do anything I needed to do. Fixing food was mostly outside of what I was capable of, although I was apparently able to argue politics. I wish I could convince my body to sleep for more than 8 hours when it clearly needs it and when the time is available. I'll probably sleep on the plane; hopefully that will allow me to become less rather than more messed up for the rest of the conference.


I wish that I could convince my body to lose the ability to talk at or before the point where it loses the ability to think...

Do you know if you managed to argue politics coherently in your fatigue induced stupor?