I have not been able to sleep very well for probably the past month (and even then I’ve been having sporatic sleep issues for years), and honestly, I’m starting to blame it on the company I keep.  Thanks to the miracle we call the Interwebs, we are able to come in contact with people around the globe with a few taps and a few clicks.

As a resident of one of those great melting pots of ideas and culture (or lack of in this case), I’m constantly in conversation with people who happen to be more than a few timezones away from me, and what’s worse is, I’ve started to drift into their timezone.  That’s all fine and dandy, except that my body is still stuck in good old GMT-5, so that means my sleep schedule is now completely backasswards.  Even people who live in the good old US of A with me are generally a few hours behind me, definitely not helping the situation.  Maybe I need to stop making friends in faraway places, or perhaps this is why our generation has become a society of nightowls and insomniacs.

Oh well, nice thing is, figuring out what time it is in Asialand means all I have to do is swap AM and PM.