Jonah should be here to amuse me, but she elected to contract a viral infection from her employers. I decided I wanted to be not-sick more than I wanted to see her, I told her to stay home. Normally, I view my immune system as impenetrable, but I don’t think it’s worth the risk right now. I won’t be able to make matza ball soup for her from Canada, though.

I woke up some time this afternoon, canceled my health insurance, showered, and caught up on my google reader feeds. I’ve gotten some good scrabble playing in, but consuming the internet is troublesome during the day because it’s so slow. Now that it’s 2:30am, I have it all to myself, and I can do things like stream Pandora. (Only after I tricked it into thinking I was in the U.S. because it’s apparently not available outside the U.S.) Usually I’d rather just listen to Radio Paradise, but they seem to be on some sort of reggae kick this morning.

My sole foray outside of my hotel room today involved a trip down to the Foggy Dew. I had several beers, “fries supreme”, and a “steak and Guinness pie”. This turned out to be an absurdly large amount of food, and I consumed all of it, even though there wasn’t any good reason to do so. I just can’t stand to throw away good food. The “fries supreme” turned out to be a sort of west coast poutine. French fries, covered in “a variety of Canadian cheeses” (at least, that what the menu said), bacon, sauteed onions and the whole thing was topped with gravy. I’ve never actually had poutine, and wanted to try it while I’m here. Maybe I’ll find the real thing somewhere while Joanna’s here.

The steak and Guinness pie was perfectly acceptable, though this sort of Irish food is never terribly exciting. I’m sure I’d do a much better job of it.

I’m considering deleting my Facebook account. I’m not sure I can explain why. Sometimes I toy with the idea of canceling my internet connection, too.

It’s funny, as recently as 5-6 years ago, I didn’t have any trouble staying up until 4am and sleeping until the afternoon, regularly. It was my natural sleep pattern–the only thing that seemed to change that was working at the air force academy. Some times I find adjusting my sleep schedule to be easier than others. I’m not having any trouble sleeping, but I am finding that I’m not alert at all alert at 4am like I need to be. Last night in the sim, while I was non-flying pilot, I felt my brain disconnect. I was completely unable to comprehend the things I needed to comprehend, in a very basic way. At one point I looked at the HSI and couldn’t tell which way we were flying in reference to the VOR that was tuned up. I just couldn’t figure it out. I’m not sure how much of that was simply that I’d been in the sim too long, and how much of it was due to the time of night.

I’m a bit worried about the next sim session which doesn’t start until 1:15am, and I’m slated to go second. That means I don’t start until 3:15, and don’t finish until 5:15. Yeah.

So, even though I could have gone to bed, and probably fallen asleep at midnight, here I am, awake at 4:30am. But I think that’s about all I can take for now.