Ah sleep, perchance to dream

My natural body clock is rather frustrating at times. The hours I prefer to be awake are from around nine or ten in the morning to midnight or one o'clock the following morning. This doesn't work so well when working an eight or eight-thirty to five job five days a week. If I have longer than a weekend off work, I fall back into that pattern incredibly easily.

Sometimes I miss being able to set my own hours (more or less) like at university... Not that university was actually like that, of course, but I can pretend it was.

That being said, I managed to walk into work this morning and be at my desk by eight. I stayed until five-thirty this evening, which means (with the half hour lunch break) that I've made up one and a half of my two and a half hours to make up this week. A good start.

I plan to walk in tomorrow.

Have been dreaming about pirates lately; I really should stop reading Pirates of the Caribbean fic...