Galactica: spoiler free

Before going to bed last night, I watched Friday's episode of Battlestar Galactica.

After last week's mild disappointment, I am happy to say that despite being a little contrived, stopping just short of a deus ex machina resolution to a long standing story line the drama was back, and events are beginning to build up again.

Bad Gaius. No biscuit.

Galactica: spoiler free

Before going to bed last night, I watched Friday's episode of Battlestar Galactica.

After last week's mild disappointment, I am happy to say that despite being a little contrived, stopping just short of a deus ex machina resolution to a long standing story line the drama was back, and events are beginning to build up again.

Bad Gaius. No biscuit.

hyperwhaddayameanhyper?

You, Dear Friend, being my only reader, will remember that I occasionally suffer from bouts of insomnia. Nothing too traumatic, though I confess that I fail to appreciate that when it happens.

Today at work I accidentally started an experiment which, once I realised what was going on, I continued deliberately. During the morning I drank my strong coffee as usual, but just after lunch, I accidentally switched to decaff by dint of not paying attention to what I was doing. Once it did sink in, I decided to continue with it, and eschew any caffeine until tomorrow morning. There were a couple of quite astounding yawns after four o'clock - and by astounding, I mean real jaw dislocators, but no other obvious side effects (I have been known to start dozing when filled to the gills with caffeine).

Once I got home tonight, I came up and fiddled with the computer for a while and then put the radio on to listen to the football commentary on Radio 5 Live. In the event, I didn't hear much of it, and dozed off, missing the first 10 minutes or so of Medical Investigation on Five, and forgot to put a tape in for Life on Mars. Oh well, never mind.

Anyway, I went downstairs and put the oven on for some dinner, and then in to watch the rest of Medical Investigation followed by Prison Break or whatever it is called.

Somehow in this period, without giving it much conscious thought, I found that I had quaffed two largish mugs of strong coffee. And mighty fine they were, too.

But now, at just before five to midnight, I have my headphones on, and am grooving¹ to Feng Shui by the Ozric Tentacles with no obvious sign of tiredness.

I may have erred...

¹My use of this term is entirely the fault of telemeister. Blame him.

hyperwhaddayameanhyper?

You, Dear Friend, being my only reader, will remember that I occasionally suffer from bouts of insomnia. Nothing too traumatic, though I confess that I fail to appreciate that when it happens.

Today at work I accidentally started an experiment which, once I realised what was going on, I continued deliberately. During the morning I drank my strong coffee as usual, but just after lunch, I accidentally switched to decaff by dint of not paying attention to what I was doing. Once it did sink in, I decided to continue with it, and eschew any caffeine until tomorrow morning. There were a couple of quite astounding yawns after four o'clock - and by astounding, I mean real jaw dislocators, but no other obvious side effects (I have been known to start dozing when filled to the gills with caffeine).

Once I got home tonight, I came up and fiddled with the computer for a while and then put the radio on to listen to the football commentary on Radio 5 Live. In the event, I didn't hear much of it, and dozed off, missing the first 10 minutes or so of Medical Investigation on Five, and forgot to put a tape in for Life on Mars. Oh well, never mind.

Anyway, I went downstairs and put the oven on for some dinner, and then in to watch the rest of Medical Investigation followed by Prison Break or whatever it is called.

Somehow in this period, without giving it much conscious thought, I found that I had quaffed two largish mugs of strong coffee. And mighty fine they were, too.

But now, at just before five to midnight, I have my headphones on, and am grooving¹ to Feng Shui by the Ozric Tentacles with no obvious sign of tiredness.

I may have erred...

¹My use of this term is entirely the fault of telemeister. Blame him.