And, last time, a couple years ago, when I got locked into a sleep schedule of staying up till 4 or 5 every morning and sleeping in till 1...

The way I got out of that was by pulling an all-nighter.

I don't have work today.

I'm going to be just fine as far as functioning goes, since I'm not going to be doing anything dangerous.

I'm feeling really really exhausted now, and I'd love to go to sleep.

But I can't, because then I'll stay all messed up and I'll be exhausted at work on Wednesday, which will make it hard for me to make myself even go in the first place.

So, anyway, I recognize I've been getting myself into bad sleep habits.

It's a tendency of mine, so I'm taking care of it.

But I got lectured about how I'm just existing for a life of pleasure and play.

Admittedly, she's not far off at the moment.

I'm really struggling with self-discipline.

When all I do is work, I'm okay with that.

But...when I have free time...

I'm so bad at balancing my time between work and play.

So, when I only work every other day...

And all my coursework is supposed to be self-monitored and enforced...

I run into the issue of...like...being lazy.

In theory, I don't resent my mom for lecturing me about THAT.

It does rankle a bit, since I know she's right.

And I never like to think about my shortcomings, even though I do it a lot.

But I dunno... I explained what had caused me to stay up so late in the first place, this past week.

It wasn't just me not going to bed.

It was me finding a new friend, and the main time we were both online to talk was later at night.

And yes, we've been talking a lot.

No, I don't expect to be talking for HOURS every single day.