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BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 00:46:23
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
~Mark Lanegan ďMethamphetamine BluesĒ

I didnít get much sleep yesterday. About 3 hours. I havenít slept at all today. So Iíve been up for something like 40 hours without a wink. The combination of graveyard shift and family responsibilities (I had to see the wife and kiddies off for a trip to the coast) conspired to keep Mr. Sandman away. Now Iíve entered that peculiar zone of addled wakefulness you get into when youíve left your second wind far in the rearview mirror, standing forlornly by the side of a twisting river of bad coffee and vending machine candy. The sign up ahead says ďNext Exit: 17th Wind. Last Gas for 337 Miles.Ē. Itís all good.
Iíll admit it...I kind of enjoy this. Iíve always had a tweaked sleeping life. As a toddler my parentís finally and in utter desperation chose to lock me in my room each night like some kind of royal prisoner. Seems I had a penchant for sneaking around the house in the middle of the night, playing with candles and unguents from under the kitchen sink. In high school I was a full blown insomniac, puttering around the garage each night, listening to the late night hippie radio station KBOO, which was usually featuring either gay poetry or really good Reggae. It didnít matter...this is pre XBox after all...what else was I going to do? I pretty much slept through each school day. I am the king high champion of sleeping with my head lightly propped on one hand, the other hand gripping a pen poised over a notebook, for all intents and purposes the very picture of studious concentration. I think I learned through osmosis.
Oddly enough, beginning with college, I saw my circadian rhythm swing utterly in the opposite direction. I became (and up until recently remained) something of a borderline narcoleptic. I could fall asleep in a hardbacked chair with model airplanes buzzing around my head. Iíve seen the first 3 minutes of a thousand videos. Iíve snored in rock concerts. I donít know whatís wrong with me.
Itís getting pretty hard to concentrate now. Iím feeling very Jon Milleresque--Iíll be halfway across the room on some urgent mission only to be distracted by a glint in my peripheral vision that freezes me in mid-stride and leaves me scratching my head in befuddled wonderment. Give me a tweed jacket and some glasses on my head and Iíd be the portrait of the absentminded professor.
Given that the family is gone for a few days, I can choose to ride this out even further, extrapolate, if you will, on a fairly harmless tangent. Iím currently torn between cleaning out my garage, designing a model train set layout or having a bowl of Chef Boyardee Raviolis. I might just do all three.

protein
11-02-2005, 00:54:57
:beer:

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 00:57:59
I forgot the part about how every night I work I take a 60mg ephedrine tablet to stay awake (the lighting in the store is at 60% or something to save money I think) and it seems to have agitated some brain receptor that was formerly enflamed by a very ill advised period of street speed abuse.

protein
11-02-2005, 00:59:58
ephedrine is fucking horrible stuff. i'd rather have a dab of base speed.

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 01:05:10
I'm not noticing much of a difference to be honest. Just not as powerful.
I think there's probably studies done on some sort of sympathetic, post drug use response to similar substances. Like a drunk who gets shit faced on a sip of Robotussin or something.

protein
11-02-2005, 01:13:23
It's decent in small amounts to temporarily get over a cold, let's say, to play a gig but for actualy enjoyment it's not my bag. It makes my heart pound painfully and there's no rush.

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 01:27:28
Well, I don't take it for fun, I take it to stay awake making sure a bunch of pickle heads push boxes of cheap foreign made furniture and toys while you lay your pretty head on your hemp pillow and dream of riding in limos and grabbing your crotch in Wembley.

protein
11-02-2005, 01:34:02
I hear you. I've done amphetamine/ephedrine/caffiene for the sake of being able to work too. Tiredness can lean to amazing hallucinations. I once wandered around the house trying to find the source of some amazing whispering synthesiser music only to find that it was a tap dripping in the bathroom.

As for the second half of what you said... I haven't got a pretty head, I don't have a hemp pillow, limos are for Americans and football players and why I would want to grab my crotch in an area of London I don't know.

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 01:37:26
I was thinking the stadium, actually...but as we have noted here, my thinking may not be all that coherent.

I remember seeing meth monsters running around my apartment (which was a half finished basement with lots of odd angles and shadows) and going quite literally insane because I could hear a very soft sound of people whispering. I imagined it was what ghosts talking would sound like. Turns out I had an old clock radio plugged in in a side room and the volume was way down.
Good times.

protein
11-02-2005, 01:42:26
I shudder a little when I think of those times. The worst feeling is when the sun is coming up, everyone in the world apart from you is getting up all fresh and ready to go and you are a dribbling tired mess waiting for unconciousness.

A bit like me now. I should go to bed. I still have a bit of a fever and it's nearly 2.

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 01:52:18
Yeah... I agree. My eyes are starting to slam shut.

Here's to fresh daisy mornings and self respect.

zmama
11-02-2005, 01:55:11
Goodnight Big...sleep well

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 01:58:58
Nighty night...I bet I'll sleep for 12 hours + at least.

jsorense
11-02-2005, 03:52:01
Ummmmm, guys, you are doing a lot of damage to your grip on a reality that you might share with most of the people that you interact with on a daily basis.
Not that I would know, of course.
:worry:

self biased
11-02-2005, 06:40:19
i wish i had a day off so i could do some sleep deprivation. the muse has been fickle this last week, and i'm fucking determined to finish this story i've been writing.

Beta1
11-02-2005, 09:47:34
Hey BGH good to see ya

DaShi
11-02-2005, 09:56:19
Welcome to my life, sleep or not.

MoSe
11-02-2005, 11:20:18
Originally posted by BigGameHunter
Iím feeling very Jon Milleresque

Did you begin hearing bells already?
That happened to me the two times in my life I went over the 60th hour being awake...

Provost Harrison
11-02-2005, 11:49:41
Your job is starting to sound more and more like psychological abuse the more things you say about it BGH. I'd start looking for another job before you get long term health problems, serious...

Rodgers
11-02-2005, 11:51:22
Man, I cant stand sleep deprivation. I like sleeping more. And a lovely dinner too.

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 15:41:45
I'm baaaaack....just over 12 hours of sleep.
Funny thing is, I feel really sluggish and lethargic (I theoretically have 6 days off because I'm switching ends of the week) and don't know what to do with myself.

King_Ghidra
11-02-2005, 15:54:35
wank

wank like the wind

Tizzy
11-02-2005, 15:56:02
Surely the wind blows rather than wanks?

Funkodrom
11-02-2005, 15:56:25
http://www.counterglow.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=26342

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 15:56:40
That's a given!
The irony of married life is you fantasize about these days "off" but then when it happens you find yourself missing your spouse and kids.

I need to do something fun and wild and wacky, but I'll be lucky to go to a movie by myself. :)

Funkodrom
11-02-2005, 15:59:41
Originally posted by BigGameHunter
I need to do something fun and wild and wanky, but I'll be lucky to go to a porn movie by myself. :)

:beer:

MDA
11-02-2005, 16:13:10
Originally posted by BigGameHunter
I became (and up until recently remained) something of a borderline narcoleptic. I could fall asleep in a hardbacked chair with model airplanes buzzing around my head. Iíve seen the first 3 minutes of a thousand videos. Iíve snored in rock concerts. I donít know whatís wrong with me.

Been there. I started my narcoleptic career by falling asleep in the bleachers during high school basketball games. I've done far worse since.

Funkodrom
11-02-2005, 16:13:39
Originally posted by MDA
Been there. I started my narcoleptic career by falling asleep with the anal bleachers during high school basketball games. I've done far worse since.

:eek:

BigGameHunter
11-02-2005, 16:19:02
"Anal bleach"...a product with uses, but how to market it?

And porn in Portland is pretty passe...we are one of the most permissive cities in the world (certainly in the U.S.) when it comes to sex. Full nude strip clubs, jack shacks everywhere, porn theaters that are actually "tasteful"...sex toy superstores.

Hmmm....I'll go check for music.