One of the more vivid memories I have is of this one day where I wasn't feeling well. Well, it wasn't vivid enough that I can remember why I was feeling poorly, but I do remember that I fell asleep around 5:30-6 PM, which is the point of this whole thing anyway.

I woke up feeling amazingly well rested and even somewhat better. Usually when I take a nap I wake up feeling totally terrible, so obviously I had gotten a full night's rest and come out for the better. I looked at the clock... and it was around 8. The sun was just barely peeking out, but soon enough it would rise up to signal the start of the day. I thought it was pretty impressive that I woke up this early, although that was probably due to the fact that I slept for a good 14 hours.

I went upstairs probably to have a bowl of cereal, when I noticed that there was noise coming from my parents' room. And in it, every single family member of mine was huddled together watching That 70's Show. Which was a little weird, considering that a) everyone was up this early (which never happens) b) that That 70's Show would have reruns so early in the morning, and c) that my Dad hadn't left for work yet, as he usually head out before 7 AM. But of course I didn't think about it, so I went to eat.

Bit of time passed, and my Dad still wasn't leaving for work. So I went and asked him why he was still home, when I found out MUCH TO MY SURPRISE... that it was the PM, not the AM. And I had wasted my dinner by eating cereal.

The point of this is that this weirded me out, and anytime I feel like laying down for the night at a somewhat early time, I wait until I know I won't wake up and assume it's the wrong time of day.

I was pretty much tired all day yesterday, and thought about heading to bed as early as 4:30 PM.

But, I powered through it, and staved off sleepiness for as long as possible. I had dinner, FOUND THE LONG LOST DVD REMOTE IN MY ROOM THAT WOULD ALLOW ME TO ACTUALLY WATCH SOMETHING ON THE TELEVISION (that took about 30 minutes), and finally settled in around 8 PM, content that this was late enough, and turned on the Marx Brothers movie "The Cocoanuts" to watch as I slowly drifted asleep.

And then I watched the entire thing, so I turned on their next one called "Animal Crackers" (so I got a box set of their films at the library this week. It was a good selection), and then I fell asleep to that around 9:30 PM.

There's not a real point to this whole post. Just that falling asleep really early is usually a bad idea.