Late Night in Russia

Just a brief follow up on my previous post...

It's great that I was all Positive Pam last night at 10pm. Unfortunately, the glow of promise was short-lived. I am guessing it was the alcohol doing the talking...the White Russian not only tricked me into a false state of joy, that Russian also kept me up until 3:30am!!!! Stupid me didn't know that there was caffeine in it while I was licking the ice cubes dry of all of their delicious, creamy, milk chocolately goodness. I don't think I can take trips to Russia on Sunday nights....or any weeknight. I am sensitive to any caffeine and normally put my coke habit (diet coke that is) to bed around 4pm every day so as not to disturb my sleeping time. I should have known better than to injest alcoholic coffee at 9:00pm.

Between the hours of 11pm (about when I went to bed) and 7am I tossed and turned and watched WAY too much television. It went something like this:

10:30-11- Grey's Anatomy wannabe show. I think it was Three Rivers which I thought was supposed to be based on UPMC in Pittsburgh but I saw nothing reminscient of Pittsburgh. No rivers, yinzers, Eat n Park, Giant Eagle, etc.

11-11:30 - Channel 9 News

11:30-12- Entertainment Tonight---as if Marie Osmond's predictions for this week's Dancing with the Stars is worth sacrificing sleep for

12-1am- 2 episodes of Bewitched

1-2am- I left my bed and went downstairs to watch DVR'd Glee from last week. It was my first time watching and I am torn between curiosity and intrigue and dismissing it as over-the-top nonsense. I am a sucker for a musical number though...but the grape slushies get old quickly.

2-2:30- The Lamas Family. What a terrible show. What a terrible family.

2:30-3- Roseanne.... after watching the Llamas' I would rather be a white trash Conner from Michigan than a rich, white trash, celebreslut in Hollywood.

3-3:30- Brady Bunch. The classic episode where Greg gets ripped off buying a POS car was just what I needed to lull me to sleep.

Thanks to my nightcap I got about 3 hours of sleep paired with 5 hours of mostly bad television. I did NOT start my week refreshed and full of hope and insight. I began it at 7am cramming to complete a research critique for school that has monopolized my brain this weekend. I got to work and everyone was badgering me with requests. I have very little patience and a headache from a mostly liquid dinner and no sleep. I had plans to start my week much like the Brady's would have started their Monday mornings...with unexplained enthusiasm to greet their astro turf lawn but instead I started my day like an angry Russian.