So it's Monday again. Given my normal condition the past few weeks, I guess this should have me grabbing my ankles, especially with the weekend-situation being as it were. I gave in to the desire to spend all nightly hours by the computer and woke up at around 5 p.m. yesterday, which resulted in about three hours of sleep last night.
Remarkably, I wake up feeling sharper than I've done for some time - arguably due to lack of delta sleep, I guess, but to my surprise I stay alert throughout the day's lectures as well. We're done with the arm now, going for head and neck.

Perhaps it's that, the head being of greater interest to me than arms or legs, or maybe it's all the backup sleep I got over the weekend and during last week's dissections starting to pay off. Maybe. I'd like to think though, that this is, perchance, clouds clearing, and my energy seeping back up again. Who knows.

Ironically, every time I plan to take some time off and get a good night's sleep in order to produce something I seem to end up slacking about if possibly even more, while ideas and the desire to write come when you'd least expect them to. Ray Bradbury says he rises early, in order to trap the post-sleep voices in his head before they disappear.

Other than that, I've been getting tickets to a Nightwish concert for a Norwegian girl.
I have also, since six days ago, a second little niece, supposedly soon to be named Alice Maria Elisabeth Heddini.
Welcome and belated Happy Birthday, Little One.