I've had long stretches of self-imposed sleep deprivation before (such as tech week for stage shows in high school, and finals week and lots of late-night bull sessions in college), but this week has far surpassed any of that, which is mostly why I'm only just posting this now. I can see now why this works so well as an interrogation tactic--at this point I'd probably confess to secretly being D.B. Cooper, the man at the Grassy Knoll, the guy in the monkey suit in the Bigfoot video, and the pilot of the captured time/space-drive UFO that's responsible for every crop circle, as part of a Grand Unification Conspiracy Theory, just so I could get more than an hour or two of sleep at a stretch.
Thank goodness I took a couple weeks of leave, and that my in-laws are in town and are willing to go above and beyond to help out as much as they can, or I'd still be too zombie-fied to post anything but "Braaaaaiiiiiinss... sssleeeeeeep... zzzzzz..." Though at this point, I think even zombies (or Night of the Living Dead-style ghouls) have more on the ball than I do.
Just about time for my next nap, I think.
Feudalism: Serf & Turf