It's 4:30 in the mornin. I should be snorin, but that would get kind of borin. So now I'm writing this blog about being Mormon.
Okay just joshing about that last line. However, I am awake at 4:30 in the AM. It's not weird for Wednesdays seeing as how I work at 5AM. You see you can probably tell from my little diddy above that I indeed all nighted yesterday.
This isn't my typical all-nighter. I'm usually strung out on caffeine or I'm fighting my eyelids gallantly to stay awake. I'm wide awake right now. Peepers open and ready for seeing. Brain is all go for today's survival. Also my heart is palpitating somewhat normally so I'll take that as a win. I'm completely proud of myself for being alive, yet productive...hint: I'm writing this blog with my mind at ease.
Usually people(me) start using this time to deeply think why they aren't sleeping. Or all the failures they've had that led to this lack of sleep. That's not me today. I'm happy I'm awake. I got things done. So there, take that society. I just contributed and will now have meaning in my day. Didn't expect that now did you? You bloody wanka.
This is not some critical tirade of how I'm ultimately superior to those not being awake right now. I usually am. I guess I've thought of myself as some sort of model of productivity to look up to since I work this early then go to school. Nope moving at there. I'm not saying I'm a changed man now, but I am thinking differently a little bit.
The whole different thinking taking place here is my being "nice" now. In my posts a while ago I rambled about how being an asshole is okay and not okay. You know, use in moderation or no one will like you kind of thing. Nice is nice. It's affecting my mood. I'm filtering myself better. A LOT better. I want to do things for people. I want to think of them first. I believe for some unbeknownst reason that people like other people who think this way. What kind of self-glorified scholar uses the word 'unbeknownst' anyways? Pretentious much.
I'm not deleterious yet...I don't think. But seriously, Nice really does feel nice. I feel like if Hitler or John Wilkes Boothe were nice more often that not as many people would hate them. I don't care who you are or what power trip you're on. Being hated is depressing. Being liked is fulfilling. Of course use that in moderation as well.. With the repetitive use of moderation you should probably expect a future soon-to-be post about it. And dagnabbit won't it be good.
Coffee cabana is calling my name. I like it. I feel needed. Don't worry I'll get over the whole being liked thing. Don't get me wrong though, I probably won't. I don't like Hitler so I will be nice and liked more often now. Reasonable logic right?
I'll take more precautions(DON'T PROCRASTINATE) from now on to avoid the sleeping on sleeping. Bless your days with niceness.
Two days and counting without being and asshole. God help me and those I encounter today. It shall get weird.
Jet Setting,
Deprivation is only the first step. Next comes the fun. Peace!
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