Weird experiement caused by sleep deprevation
Im an insomniac. Not the Hollywood movie "psychotic see people who arnt there" kind, just the "sometime I can't sleep much" kind. Thing is, though im not mental, not sleeping does send you a little weird. At least it makes you do weird things.

Weird experiment 1) Testing how much stuff I could plait into my hair. Including rolled up paper, wire and a shoe lace. When it took an hour to managed a pencil plait I decided to stop because it was foolish.

Weird experiment 2) Testing the curvature of my periphery vision by leaning my eye socket against various surfaces. A wall gets the best curve, but it must be a full socket flush to the wall (you can look out of your second eye).


I've also labelled everything in my room (including photographs, pens and individual books) with HOME MADE LABELS, and labelled myself. I got to writing "Boobies" across my chest before i noticed how rediculous this was. Thank god most housemates are asleep at 4 in the morning. Though these arnt really experiments.


... i'll just wait here for the men in white coats here shall I.
(peech, Mon 28 Jul 2008, 22:48, 4 replies)

Read
the dictionary. Failing that, make your pathetic prescription of temazepan go further by crushing it up and snorting it.
( Madam Marlboro wonders if you've found her yet, Mon 28 Jul 2008, 22:57, closed)

Nothing wrong with insomnia
Indeed it's actually quite normal.
( buffet_the_appetite_slayer ٩(●̮̃•)۶ jacked in to the ICE on, Mon 28 Jul 2008, 23:09, closed)

yup,
for instance, it's 4am and i'm reading the qotw and posting inane replies. insomnia may be normal, but it's a bitch.
(jabboy, Tue 29 Jul 2008, 3:57, closed)

Insomnia
3 or 4 timesa week I sleep for about an hour a night. The rest of the time it's a more normal 6 hours. I have no idea why this happens but I've been like this since I stopped taking shedloads of drugs in my twenties.

Sometimes I get up and go a-wandering around where-ever I am at the time (currently in Hong Kong) so life can be a little like Neil Gaiman's Neverworld.

On the whole, I quite like it.

I stayed in Beijing a few days ago and couldn't sleep so ran laps around the corridors of the hotel. There is nothing quite like the feeling of sprinting down a corridor in all the usual running gear, flashing past the lights about six inches from your head at three in the morning.

I'm 41 and it shows no sign of leaving me.
(Mediaslut, Tue 29 Jul 2008, 6:23, closed)