> > > > Or something like that. Good night.
> > >
> > > I hope that means you finally got your stuff to work. Let's see...you posted this at 1:45am Pacific, which means you were up until at least 4:45am working on that. Yep, that's closer to when I got up this morning than when I went to bed the night before.
> > >
> > > I remember when I could stay up late and not be in dire discomfort. It wasn't that long ago.
> >
> > Well, it's now 5:00 PM on Friday, and I'm still
> > going strong. I just hit 31 hours of wakefulness. I've gone through a twelve pack of Diet Coke and two medium sized bags of chips. Plus a McDonalds lunch/supper. And I've got probably two more hours of work ahead of me.
> >
> > But, at least the part where I had to use Access is done. Yick.
> >
> > Oh, and I think my personal record is 42 hours straight. And I still didn't get any hallucinations. Although this time, I've started to see trails occaisonally. That's really freaky.
>
>
> Indeed. May I ask what kind of shape, colour, speed, etc. these trail hallucinations took? I'm keen on phenomena involving altered brain states.
>
> I'm fully familiar with and sympathize with the eternal grad-school struggle to function under sleep deprivation. What's truly insane is when you decide to do this to yourself not from duress, but *willingly*. In one memorable molecular bio/radiolabelling session, I once worked 36 hours straight, without eating or drinking (because that part would have been waaaaay too much trouble.) Must have definitely been driving on an adrenaline high. I didn't hallucinate then; but afterwards my entire head felt like it was stuffed with scouring pad wool.
>
> In consolation, there's one of the more brutal axioms of Work, which I mentioned a few months ago:

[Link: Ack! It doesn't stop when you get out of school!]

It doesn't?! I always consoled myself with the thought that I only had ten or so more years where I got 3.5 hours of sleep in a night [morning, actually] on a regular basis.

Go piddle on someone else's parade.

Chr"reality is for people who chose to acknowledge its presence... IOW, not me"is