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Adventures of Short Sleeping: I Sincerely Want This to Stay

Welcome back to my Short Sleep Cycle Adventures!

As of typing this it is almost 1700EST and I feel really good. Last night (this morning, I suppose) was my second night at a 4 hour sleep schedule and so far, it’s working great! The best thing that I’ve noticed so far is that everything feels like it’s slowed down for me. I’m not rushing to beat a clock and I am able to take on more work WHILE having more time to follow my hobbies, such as this blog.

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Super Human Powers? The Adventures of Short Sleeping

It’s no secret to people that know me that sleep and I are tentative acquaintances at the very best. Sleep and I don’t quite get along, she lets me hang out, but really just enough to get by. I’m tired of it, so I made an appointment to get myself into a sleep clinic.

For full disclosure, I’ve been diagnosed with clinical depression, slight anti-social disorder, and have had a history of alcohol abuse. All of these conditions are well managed and by all accounts I have an excellent life. I do work too much, but day-to-day stresses are not that big in my list of things to worry about. In fact, I don’t spend much time worrying about anything these days.

I do drink coffee and tea, but low to no caffeine. I probably drink 1 to 3 fully caffeinated drinks a day, if that. I don’t eat a lot of sugar, I don’t eat right before bed, I work out on a regular basis. I’m a healthy person by almost all standards.

I suppose that’s why my inability to sleep more than 2 hours at a time is starting to grate on me. I’m busy. If I honestly don’t need 8 hours of sleep and instead can do something else and spend more time awake and doing things, I’m going to do it. Here’s what my NORMAL sleep pattern looks like:

11:30pm Went to bed

1:00am Woke up – Showered, watch a video, had a pint of water, refilled water glass

2:40am Went to bed

2:53am Got up – Drank 1/3 pint of water

2:56am Went to bed

3:56am Woke up – Drank 1/3 pint of water

3:57am Went to bed

5:10am Woke up – Finished water, refilled water glass

5:20am Went to bed

7:00am Alarm woke up – reset alarm

7:10am Alarm woke up – reset alarm

7:20am Alarm Got up for the day – Had more water [Late to work]

When I discussed this with my sleep doctor, he was fairly quick to assess that I may have what’s known as Shorted Sleep Cycle. ″What’s that?″ I asked. ″It basically means that you only need 4 to 5 hours of sleep a night″ he replies.

″That’s a THING?″

I think that perhaps my enthusiasm shocked him. He nodded, however, and said ″it’s exceptionally rare, but yes, it’s a thing″.

Short Sleepers are people (about 1% of the general population) that function best on half of a regular sleep cycle. If I truly am a member of this mutant club, it means that I only need 4-5 hours of sleep a night. Getting more than that won’t hurt me, but I don’t need it. My body isn’t really having trouble falling asleep, it’s just not wanting to sleep that long.

This excites me! As I am typing this, I’m quite content at 1:30am. I feel like this may be a THING I can do! I got extra things done for my second job! I’m productive!! So, we’ll see if I actually sleep a full 4 hours straight, or if this is going to be a bust. Regardless, I’ll take you all along for the ride. See you guys tomorrow, where I will update what Short Sleeping really is, tell you about how I handled my first day on the 4 hour schedule, and talk a bit about my lack of jet-lag.

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Maybe it’s Never Really Over: a Relaxed Divorce

Ex called me a while back. I didn’t tell him that I was moving… I didn’t really think to.

I’ve passed the point where hearing his voice makes me roll in my gut. That hideous little snake of depression and anxiety that he always brought up has died. I can feel it rotting away sometimes when I think about how hard I tried to be straight and how it has obviously affected him. It’s his little slips that catch me biting my tongue, calling me “babe” out of that 15 year habit is one of them.

I can’t bring myself to be angry with him, not anymore. He’s screwed us both over in a multitude of ways, mine are mostly monetary aches that I just have to keep paying monthly till they fade away like my guilt snake.

I want to be angry with him. I want to ask why I lost all of my friends over this. I want to ask how it feels to be “right” because he’s the straight one. I want to be angry so badly but I don’t have it in me anymore. It feels like it would be easier to be angry than to admit that he’s never going to truly go away. The fact of the matter is that I’m always going to care for him. I’m always going to remember him. I am always going to hope the best for him.

But I don’t feel responsible for his future anymore. And you know what? I think that’s how it’s supposed to be.

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The Residences of Bexley Woods: The Wrap Up

It’s time to close some of the chapters here on this blog. I’m happy to say that as of June 1st, I found myself free of the Residences at Bexley Woods. Sure, I had to go through mires and didn’t get to sign a walk-out form despite numerous attempts, but hell, I was free so what did I care?

I emailed, called, and double-checked that everything would be fine. “Please get back to me on the final amount owed” I asked. “We will keep everything on file” I was assured. Of course, that’s not what happened at all, and it’s pretty obvious that they thought they were dealing with someone who wanted to be taken for a 3,000 ride. When I got the bill about ten days after I moved out I was livid. I called and spoke with a gentleman whose name I have but won’t post. I faxed him OVER 20 PAGES of documents about my living situation. I verified that the documents were received. I left a message for the manager.

The following week I left another message.

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New Things!

One small article for the internet, one giant leap for yours truly! I’ve been published by my dear friend, Robyn Miller on her blog, Nerd Person Narrative. I’ll be doing a few little guest spots there about gaming. My SEO work is also picking up and I’m feeling pretty good about writing professionally.


I’m really getting into looking at fandom and the interactions within them. There’s something really magical for me about watching how people interact and share ideas over media. The collective mentality when watching something like the Welcome to Night Vale fandom  interact is fascinating.

But for now, I’ve got a lot of other balls in the air and I’m working on scooping them up. I’ve recently opened up a twitter and a tumblr, feel free to follow me for smaller posts and updates!



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Something About Creativity


I’ve always been a part of what I consider to be an artistic family. My grandpa and mother are accomplished musicians. You know the sort, the kind who pick up random instruments and play them as if they were born listening to them. My grandfather grew up in the jazz age of Chicago, so I suppose it’s a given that he picked some of it up. I play a few instruments myself, but I wouldn’t consider myself a musician, just someone who plays.

This is actually fine with me. I’m more of a writer by inclination anyway, it’s a skill that has always been cultivated in my family. We’re artists at heart, all of us. It’s probably the reason that I find the new atmosphere and culture of creativity so very interesting. It seems as though we’re moving away from ‘ownership’ as a society as a whole and as usual, arts are leading the way.

Once my grandfather composes something then it goes away from him. It can be remastered, remixed, totally changed from his original piece and perhaps even his original intent. This transformation process is beautiful. Isn’t that as artists really what we all aspire to? To touch someone so profoundly that they want to take that feeling and make it their own. All art has the goal to inspire. But this isn’t happening in a vacuum. To be honest, it never really has. Artists communes may not be as popular in the physical today as they were many years ago, but online it’s turned into what we call fandom.

Fanfiction, fanart, fanmixes, all of these things are loud and pervasive voices in today’s internet culture. Creators who ignore these voices could be putting nails in their own coffins. It’s presumptuous, in my opinion for someone to feel better than those that they inspire with their work. Once something leaves me and appears on the screen it’s not really mine anymore; it’s been given as a gift. While yes, in the real world royalties are involved, I’m no longer in control once I publish something.

I like it that way. Crowd-sourcing and fandom is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever experienced. People build on each other’s ideas, share a love of a canon source and then make something else. That something else may turn into something entirely different once it gets going. It’s not something that is typically done for profit. Just for the love of the creation and the creativity. Nothing is created in a vacuum. You can make something so much better by including the community within your process. Fandom, for better or worse is a perfect example of the old artist commune spirit in action for this very reason.


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Year of the Protagonist: New Lives

Oh, this has been a whirlwind two months, my blogfriends. I moved from the hell hole, I’m not getting my deposit back because I left some things there (but I did leave the place MUCH CLEANER than I got it). My ladyfriend moved in with me for the summer and she helped me move. It’s been really interesting, we sniped at each other a bit, but there was no major blow up and we’re almost all settled in.

Our new place is small. Extremely so, but it’s very nice. We’re slowly getting down to purging and unpacking things, the closet, a pile, and some shelves need to happen but we’ve definitely slowed down. My goal is to set up three more shelves today and put things on them. It’s real cozy and I love it here.

Ladyfriend can walk to work and I am only 8 minutes away by car. It’s really nice to be so … I dunno, close to everything. I can walk everywhere that I want to and I am enjoying the sort of relaxed freelance kinda feeling. Speaking of Freelance, I’m doing very well with the freelance job. So well, in fact, I am planning to be out of debt entirely in six years.

After that…maybe I’ll quit my main gig. I sort of daydream about having the freedom to go wherever I want whenever I want to go. Freelance is freedom for me. Once my debts are all paid up I am really not that expensive a person. Little apartment, enough food and time with my dogs is all I need.

It’s an odd thing to have choices. Lady Luck is smiling upon me. I’m not an expressly spiritual person, but I feel like something is looking out and that as long as I keep myself open, good things will come my way. Optimism is a nice thing to wear. 

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