it’s 10pm and i’m already in bed. that says something about 8am classes. i have to say it’s actually not that bad. (so far).

when i was working abroad, not only did i have other-side-of-the-world jetlag, but i’d also have to wake up at 6am to wash, dress, eat breakfast and get to the mission by 8 or so. and i’d do that every day for one or two weeks.

so as long as i continue to be a nazi about getting to bed at a reasonable hour, getting up early doesn’t take much out of me. all of this means that on mondays and wednesdays i’m at work around 9:25am!

hence the sence of urgency in the previous post. i’m at work all day long, not much to do, feeling like what little i do is being taken away from me.

and then the network bombs at 3pm, so half the office calls it a day.

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