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Can anyone explain to me why a person might feel compelled to stay up later than is reasonable, even if she is tired and knows she has to be up early? I go through spells like this every now and again, and I don’t understand why I do it.


  1. Stewart wrote:

    1. Books _want_ to be read.
    2. Sleep is for the weak.


    Sunday, March 2, 2003 at 7:46 pm | Permalink
  2. Roger wrote:

    3. Coffee always lasts longer than you expect.

    Monday, March 3, 2003 at 12:13 pm | Permalink
  3. gus wrote:

    You mean it stays in your system for years? I don’t touch the stuff — it gives me the jo-jeezly heart palpitations and the hershey squirts.

    Monday, March 3, 2003 at 12:20 pm | Permalink
  4. itamar wrote:

    It’s the Patriarchy’s fault!

    You’ve probably still got some cultural conditioning left over from the many generations of women who went to sleep late and woke up early. This as a result of the “need” to do the house work, get breakfast ready for the husband, and so on.

    Why is this significant? Lack of sleep limits the use of the higher intellectual facilities, while at the same time not impairing the ability to do repetitive menial tasks. Sleep deprivation was effectively making women less capable of intellectual activity, thus “proving” their inferiority.

    Similarly, soldiers in the Israeli army are required to get only 6 hours sleep, and in practice many sleep less than that.

    Monday, March 3, 2003 at 3:27 pm | Permalink
  5. Roger wrote:

    Okay, so patriarchy is for you what coffee is for me. More of my reasons:

    4. The video games aren’t going to play themselves, you know.

    5. Next-door neighbor square-dancing with elephant, then rearranging all the furniture in his room, at 2:30 AM.

    And, of course, you’ve provided ample evidence of

    6. Haven’t updated blog in last five minutes.

    Monday, March 3, 2003 at 5:54 pm | Permalink
  6. gus wrote:

    have I mentioned lately how happy you guys make me? 🙂 you’ve really made me feel better.

    Monday, March 3, 2003 at 6:07 pm | Permalink

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