This Having a Physical Body Stuff Is Just Annoying.

I should know better by now than to try to make the transition onto morning shifts by going to bed before I'm really tired. I just end up tossing and turning all damn night and eventually looking at the clock and realizing it's 6 AM and I might was well get up. I'd be much better off going to bed at 2:00 and taking four or five hours of solid sleep, instead.

In other news, after spending an entire week having no appetite whatsoever due to the Cold from Hell -- I kept realizing at 2 PM that I hadn't eaten all day when I'd notice my hands were shaking -- for the last three days I have been absolutely ravenous. I suppose that's a good sign, but so much for the hope that I'd at least get a few pounds of weight loss as some small compensation for the whole being sick thing.