loopy

I have wintertime crazies something fierce, man. I sleep fourteen hours, then I spring up all batshit-insane, productivity-hungry. I returned the apparently-ineffective SAD lamp yesterday, and some of my SAD went away from knowing that I got almost two hundred bucks back in my pocket.

I kinda wish I had a dog, to poke me with her nose so I'll let her out in the morning, bark at me when I oversleep, and throw a happy fit when I get up. A dog is a big commitment, though. Not like fishtanks at all.