It’s true. Just recently I’ve been taking on the habit of engaging in vast amounts of sleep (20 minute power naps, 6 hour midday sleep sessions), and it all started with the downpour of water that San Luis Obispo has seen in the last week or two. Last Friday for example, the combination of rain and an organic chemistry exam disaster persuaded to make a choice: either I would go home and begin drinking in an attempt to be conscious, yet not totally aware of my failure, or I could go home and sleep (the only alternative in my opinion). Since I’m not an alcoholic and tend to drink only on special occasions (or by myself from time to time), I chose to come home and sleep. I did so for a period of six hours.
This summer, with the weather being as perfect in San Luis as it always is, led me to a state of insomnia. There were periods of time when slept with only half of my body on a couch for a duration of three hours and yet I never felt the need to get a full six to eight hours of sleep. I wouldn’t call what I have “Seasonal Affective Disorder” or something like that… But I definitely become a different person depending on the time of year, flowing in and out of mania and mild cases of dysthymia.
Not much else is new on my front. Comrade Alex Davis has informed me that The Road will finally be playing at our own Palm theater this Friday finally. I guess I’ve got a man date in store for the weekend.
I leave you with this… An artifact of the past. The Swan Thief has been on a hiatus of sorts but is returning.
Wait, did I take that picture? I think I did.
ROYALTIES, NOW!