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1 am

The Prince's latest gig has him up until 1 am most nights.

Now, I am a night owl by nature and so it's easy for me to fall back into my pre-Rabbit rhythm. Not good? Waking up 6 hours later.

I'm jonesing for sugar and coffee again, must like my post-delivery days. I know, I know. I should knock myself into bed earlier. (Yawn!) But it's been nice spending this stretch of time with The Prince even if we're both typing away at separate computers.

I just wish I was one of those people who could survive on a few hours of shut eye and some meditation. But I always assumed there was a hidden caffeine patch involved in their claims of a few Oms leading to those sunny dispositions. For now? I'm basically mainlining it until I can figure out how get the City of New York to start Kindergarten at noon.

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