Stupid body. In China, I snapped awake at 4 am every morning, and nodded off during dinner--the first night I apparently gave a rather impassioned defense of American exceptionalism that I (blissfully) can't quite remember. Now I'm back in the states, I can't get to sleep before about 3:30 even with the help of Ambien. This was tolerable over the weekend, when I didn't have to get up for work. But you can imagine how chipper I was this morning.Can we now assume that many of Megan's posts (like her "rather impassioned defense of American exceptionalism") are written under the influence of Ambien, & she has no more memory/knowledge of them than if she were to snack/drive/whatever while unconscious & even less reasoning than usual?
Maybe she should leave the car at her sister's until she gets off the stuff.
This morning I spent twenty minutes looking for my car keys, before remembering that I'd parked the car up at my sister's house while I was away.Elements of Style:©:
4 am every morningNot to be confused w/ four a.m. every evening, or four p.m. every morning.