Crashing

Sparky is trying to recover this weekend.

I have , it has to be said, very very very very poor sleep habits. I have friends in places that don't follow GMT which does keep me up late, but, worst of all, Sparky cannot go to bed mad. Beloved forbids it - I got to bed mad I spend all night rolling backwards and forwards, kicking covers and composing angry replies. Alas this is certainly me. I'm apparently also prone to sleep ranting - which I'm sure a psychiatrist would have a field day with

Sparky is often awake at stupid o'clock in the morning. Alas, this is only a few hours before Sparky has to get up and do the work thing.

Sparky likes coffee.

Unfortunately it only lasts so long before I have a crash. Yesterday, today and (hopefully not) tomorrow is crash day while my brain resets itself so I can continue my terribad habits

I blame Beloved.

Yes yes I do.

No, I don't have a reason