What I did on my summer vacation

Day One
Four hours sleep. A bit tired in the morning, but perked up by 10am and otherwise functionally normal.

Day Two
Four hours sleep. I have an extra large coffee in the morning. I'm not hungry at lunch time, but I manage to choke down a sandwich anyway.

Day Three
Four hours sleep. I sleep through the alarm clock until the wife comes and pitches me out of bed. I have a large coffee for break and another for lunch. I eat half a bagel and throw the other half away because my stomach just has no interest in it. If I stare at the wall I can see prominant ripples flowing through the surface. I wander around the lab singing "Pour Some Sugar On Me" at the top of my lungs. I have another coffee before before going to the second job.

Day Four
Four hours sleep. The boyfriend has to push me out of bed. I have an overwhelming desire to break the fingers of anybody who gets too close to me, fortunately the coworkers seem to sense this and they give me a wide berth. I answer all questions with grunts. I forget the names of things. The thought of food makes me nauseous, but I have two extra large coffees each for break and lunch.

No work tonight and I wanted to hang out with the wife but when I get home my house is a mess and I end up rushing out to to prevent the committing of a felony. I burst into tears all over my boyfriend who wisely gets me drunk and puts me to bed.

Day Five
I sleep for twelve hours.

Then I eat the couch.