I got in three arguments yesterday with my husband Jimbo; all kind of the same argument at different times of the day. This is unusual because we rarely fight or even bicker. But the point of the argument(s) was that we also, each of us, don't change much.
And sometimes you just have to embrace the person you are.
Anyway: All this to say, I'm back. Maybe not any less flakey. But aspiring to be just a smidge better than in the past.
I did an interview yesterday with a guy in a very new, "pre-funding" company developing sleep monitors that can be used day and night to give you a health/stress reading. It's primarily being developed for athletes wanting to improve the quality of their recovery time. Definitely a special market but I can see it being a big hit around Silicon Valley.
And the interview is re-charging my energy on the project. So: here I am. I'll try to rock it like a hurricane from here on out.
bt: 12:45 a.m. wu: 9:30 a.m. oob: 9:40 a.m. total: 8 h 45 m score: not bad!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Climbing back up the cliff
Oy.
It has been entirely too long. I am sorry. Very sorry. I don't know what came over me. Or, I do, but it sounds so lame. And rather ironic:
I've been in the midst of months-long sleep-related kookoo-ness. First Will's, now my own habits, have been wildly off. Funny that the sleep writer is too tired to write, yeah? Ha ha ha, this is me laughing. There is more of course: A freak nose-breaking accident, a lost job, a whole mess of inertia and general low-down feeling, one straight-up midlife crisis, and, you know, Christmas shopping.
Sheesh: You can see from my sked below I'm over the edge. I can not at the moment see the way back up the cliff. Nor even figure how to even get myself out of bed by 9 a.m. like a normal citizen.
All I got is: I realize I still do have something to say about sleep. So ... I'm back!
bt: 4;28 a.m. wu: 12:01 total: 7 h 27 m score: Wacked. And also not enough.
It has been entirely too long. I am sorry. Very sorry. I don't know what came over me. Or, I do, but it sounds so lame. And rather ironic:
I've been in the midst of months-long sleep-related kookoo-ness. First Will's, now my own habits, have been wildly off. Funny that the sleep writer is too tired to write, yeah? Ha ha ha, this is me laughing. There is more of course: A freak nose-breaking accident, a lost job, a whole mess of inertia and general low-down feeling, one straight-up midlife crisis, and, you know, Christmas shopping.
Sheesh: You can see from my sked below I'm over the edge. I can not at the moment see the way back up the cliff. Nor even figure how to even get myself out of bed by 9 a.m. like a normal citizen.
All I got is: I realize I still do have something to say about sleep. So ... I'm back!
bt: 4;28 a.m. wu: 12:01 total: 7 h 27 m score: Wacked. And also not enough.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Beginnings
How does your day start?This image is from an interesting story in the NYT about how online technology has changed mornings for many families.
With my new job and its (relatively) flex schedule, I've found it a revelation to spend some time playing with my son and having coffee with my husband in the morning. I can't say I ever have made a habit of getting my days going early, but I almost always have started my days in a frenzy of rush, rush, rush--no time for civility.
It is a lot nicer the more civil way, I say.
bt: 10:54 asleep: 12:22 wu: 8:50 total: 8h 28m score: not so bad but Jim wanted to get to work earlier so uh-oh
Friday, August 7, 2009
Propofol as a sleep aid?

More news on the "sleep aid" Michael Jackson was taking at his home. Did you see this today in the New York Times?
Depressing. And frightening. And, regarding Michael Jackson's story, raises more questions on what in the world he and his doctor were doing.This is your (sad, creepy) quote of the day, from the NYT article:
"Using propofol as a home sleep aid would be 'kind of like me using chemotherapy so I don’t have to shave my head. You'd never do that.'"
--Dr. John F. Dombrowski, director of the Washington Pain Center and a board member of the American Society of Anesthesiologists
ib: 12:25 wu: 8:55 (uh oh) oob: 9:15 (more uh oh) total: 8h 30m score: not bad overall but not the right timing; another day late to work
Labels:
Michael Jackson,
pharmaceuticals,
propofol,
sleep aids
Thursday, August 6, 2009
On the job
"Take 20!"
The recent Pew study about napping, among other things, has gotten even the NYT worked up. A teaser from yesterday's ed page is your quote for the day:
"Why is it easier to find a coffee machine in the office than a spot for a doze? Perhaps the simplest answer is that sleep is so relentlessly personal. We are never more who we really are than when sound asleep."
--New York Times, August 5, 2009
ib: 1:54 (uh oh) wu:9:15 total: 7 h 21 m score: not feeling as bad as I thought I would, but check me tomorrow
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
What other people say about sleep
“Zzz!”
This is quote week on Shuteye Daily. And we're starting with a heavy hitter:
"Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day."
--Friedrich Nietzsche
ib:1:08 wu: 8:45 total: 7h 37m score: tiiiired
Monday, July 27, 2009
Being afraid to fall asleep

I was transfixed over the weekend by the This American Life episode "Fear of Sleep"--with five compelling episodes about people who can't/won't/shouldn't sleep. Check it out.
The funniest was this HIGHlarious (and, to be fair, sad) story from comic by Mike Birbiglia. Crazy. And he's a super talented guy. Not so many peeps can turn their sleep disorders into something so very entertaining! I am going to track him down and interview him for the book. Look out, Mike!
ib: 10:54 a: 11:22 wu: 7:55 oob: 8:12 total: 8h33min score: great! woohoo! (though, I was still grumpy. I think that's not related to sleep though...)
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