I had trouble concentrating all day. I sat in the English Faculty Library for most of it, taking notes on esoteric postcolonial theory and willing my eyes to stay open just a few minutes more.
I took an hour-long nap this afternoon, which is short for me. With dinner, I drank a Diet Coke, and I bought one an hour or so later in the JCR bar.
The combination has been something fierce.
It is ten 'til five in the morning. I have yet to go to bed. I am alert, high-functioning, and feeling more productive than I have in several weeks. Why waste the energy?