I stayed up a little late on Sunday night watching Snowpiercer. While it isn’t perfect, it’s audacious and fun and definitely one of the more unique action movies I’ve seen in a while.
I went to bed early last night, however, and then slept later than planned this morning. But I still woke up feeling tired. So I call shenanigans. What gives, sleep patterns?
The day itself was pretty uneventful, and I’m not even sure it demanded being at anything close to peak efficiency. I had a phone call with an editor, about a new textbook I’m going to start working on, then in the afternoon I talked with my boss about that and the other projects I’ve got on my plate. In between, I prepped some of the instructor resources that will go online as part of another book’s companion website. The exciting, thrill-a-minute world of academic publishing.
It wasn’t a bad day, though, not at all. But I’m still calling shenanigans on those sleep patterns.
Sleep in the summer is iffy at best. Glad to year your opinion of Snowpiercer. I’m very curious about this one.
Also, what is that pretty, pretty bird?? We don’t have that one here on the left coast.
I’m not sure. It’s possibly a robin.