What, Tuesday already! I'm in Copenhagen for a one night I-guess-you-could-call-it-a business trip. Yesterday we sat in a meeting for 5 hours (after both plane and taxi being horribly late). I was able to concentrate, but as soon as I checked in to the hotel, I died on the bed, and was in a coma for an hour before getting up again to go for a social function dinner. "You look like you just woke up", my Swedish collague said. Oh REALLY.
Last Saturday was a good one in so many ways. Except I drank more GT's than I was supposed to. Wasn't home before 4.15 and didn't fall to sleep until 7.00 (yes, some stuff happened in between). Being a good film festival goer I was already watching Roman Gavras' Notre jour viendra at noon. Or to be exact: 12.15. That means I slept some 4 hours in the morning. Oh dear. A friend of mine was in the same seance, which was good. We ate after the film and before the next one, The Borrowers, by studio Ghibli, directed by Hiromasa Yonebayashi.
I'm still surprised I wasn't more tired in the evening and didn't fall asleep almost before midnight just to wake up 6 o'clock on Monday morning. The excitement and confusion resulting from everything that happened on Saturday must be the thing that kept me going both Sunday and yesterday, with the total of 9 hours of sleep. And then again the excitement with this trip and having to struggle with a foreign language (Danish & Swedish mostly). But better have the excitement than to be tired. Last night I fell asleep fast after a hot bath and actually woke up before the alarm (5 minutes still counts as "before"). Amount of sleep: 7,5 hours plus that on hour nap before dinner - let's say the total was something like 8 hours and I feel better about myself.
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