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1. Spd Rdr asks: When do you sleep?
Imagine Wile E. Coyote hunting the Roadrunner. He stalks, he chases, he buys all kinds of Acme equipment, determined to catch that damn bird. Then imagine that one day he catches the Roadrunner, sliced, dices and bakes it, only to discover that all the rumors he heard about roadrunners tasting like chicken are false. In fact, it tastes like crap and leaves a bitter aftertaste his mouth that never disappears.
That, for me, is sleep. I chase sleep constantly; I am frequently tired, even exhausted, but when it comes time to bury my head in the pillow and rest my weary bones, all I get is wicked, vivid dreams that leave me exhausted upon waking and thinking all day of my nightmares.
I try to sleep at a normal time. Most nights I make it through most of Adult Swim, which means I fall asleep somewhere around 12:30 or so, closer to 1am on Sunday nights. I get up at at about 5am or so. Sometimes I'll catch a twenty minute nap when I get home from work, and sometimes I'll pass out at 7pm in the middle of flipping channels, only to wake up at 7:20 feeling like I slept ten hours.
I'm not a big fan of sleep. I'm a big fan of the concept of sleep, however. If I could find a way to do it so that I a) don't dream and b) can pack all the sleep I need into an hour's time, I'd be more inclined to enjoy it.
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