Hello everyone, my name is Mike Dohrn, and I'm 26 years of age. Time was, not that long ago, that I could stay up all night with nothing but 4 liters of Mountain Dew, Counterstrike, and IRC to keep me company, after which I would go through another whole day before going to bed at my normal time that evening. Not only would I do this, I would be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed throughout even the latter part of the second day, frequently deciding to do some yardwork or some damn insane thing after not sleeping for almost two days. I could also leap tall buildings in a single bound and command dogs to kill with the sheer force of my mind, but only after the third day without sleep.
I digress. Now I am 26, and my body does not appreciate this sort of treatment. It likes three square meals a day, and 6 to 8 hours of sleep each night. My body likes exercise, though usually my lazy conscious mind has too much inertia to overcome. When I stay up all night, I can expect to not be firing on all cylinders, as it were. It feels "good" at the end of that day, not because it feels good, but because it feels good to stop.
Today I added a bunch more people as friends on Facebook; people that I remembered from Fairport and a bunch of people I went to middle school with (Greece Apollo!!), and some even older friends than that, with whom I would definitely like to stay in touch. I find it truly remarkable how the internet both isolates us from the world immediately surrounding us, yet puts us back in touch with a former friend we may not have thought we would happen across again.
OK, I think I'm rambling now, so I'm going to kill it here :)
Bottom line: stayed up all night, I can tell I'm going to be fine until about 3PM, when I will begin nodding off in my office chair if I'm not careful.
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