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You might observe the hour of this posting, and then ask yourself what I might be doing awake at this hour. I’m practicing scales, figuring out my caloric intake for the day, planning schoolwork assignments, throwing another log into the fire, and (somewhat obviously) writing a blog post.

Did I sleep and then wake to do these things, or have I been up and am I planning on sleeping in? Am I vampire? An insomniac? An overachiever? An underachiever? Consumer of way too much caffiene?

I think it’s the carbs, or the lack of carbs really– it’s thrown me all out of whack. I found myself laying in bed actually having fantasies about a bowl of white rice. Not that I don’t feel very healthy and satisfied with the foods that I’ve been eating, it’s just that there’s nothing quite like a bowl of rice for a midnight snack. Oh sure, I have that lovely brown and wild rice mix, but– it’s really not the same. Its like having a crush on George Clooney and being rescued from an evil masher by Val Kilmer– sure they were both Batman, but really– Val is just not George. I just look at my bowl of Val Kilmer brown and wild rice and think “Why bother?”

I’ve moved onto practicing the E Dorian mode. Someone with a clue about music theory can explain it better than I can (I just play the notes) but basically the 3rd and 7th notes lower 1/2 step, it’s kind of jazzy.