The thing is, I’m nocturnal. And by nocturnal, I don’t mean it as in “I like the night life. I like to boogie” choice in the matter kind of way. I mean in the, the sun is going down, and suddenly I perk up, and want to scavenge and play. Right when you’re ready to go to bed, I’m ready to pounce on you, claw you, and run back under the bed. I mean it in the, it doesn’t matter that I’ve been up since 5 a.m., feeling like butt all day, chugging coffee, tea, and soda to fight the “Bobble-Head PeggyLu” effect in my cube, but now that it’s 9 p.m., I’m just coming into a good mood, I want to chatter and maybe clean the whole house, can’t sit still, kind of way.
This is something that I had always kind of known about myself, and didn’t put a lot of thought into. As long as I can remember, I’ve always been much more alert in the evening. My mother has confirmed that I’ve been this way since infancy, and claims that it’s because I was born in the later afternoon that I am such a night person.
The thing is, I guess I had never really thought about how this could/would affect my interpersonal interactions. I had taken for granted that everyone but my grandfather stays up until midnight. Boy, what a rude awakening. (Pardon the semi-pun.)
There’s nothing worse than being wide awake at someone else’s house at 10 at night, when they’re about two seconds from being irreparably unconscious. At least when I’m at home, and I can’t sleep, there’s about twelve thousand books, a handful of DVDs, endless numbers of CDs, and of course, the insomniacs best friend, MySpace.
So, despite the fact that I am working on about three hours of sleep, if you’re up and want to chat at midnight, chances are, I’ll be awake, too. Drop me an email or leave me a “Comment”.
And I’d like to apologize in advance for any pouncing I might do. Or any poking or prodding or any other attempts to get you to wake up and entertain me. Like, say, I don’t know, pulling on your lip and letting it slap into place, making a little plopping noise.
Just sayin’.
Playlist: Violator
By Depeche Mode
Current mood: 
awake
Peggy Lu Who's Just Sayin' 