Warning, this post contains very little information regarding Polyphasic sleeping, or my nootropic regime I will be starting soon. This is because I am waiting for some feedback on several questions I asked on a leading forum for nootropic regimes before I decide on my polyphasic sleep regime. I’m leaning towards doing the Dymaxion schedule due to the inability to feel tired enough to go to sleep for my naps on the Uberman schedule I had in my last attempt. I want to write up the information regarding the nootropics on the day I’m starting them to keep things simple, and to have more content for that post. I’m not really sure on how much I can write about a first day’s experience when the main effects of them aren’t supposed to start for at least a couple of weeks. I may do attack doses which will give me something more to write about, but let’s just wait and see how I feel tomorrow when I’ll hopefully be getting them.
So, it’s come to this, the point of this entire post, the back story of my absence. A little diligence, and rereading my previous posts for where I left off and what I’ve mentioned and what I’ve withheld would probably of been pretty awesome on my part, but you should probably already know that I am a horrible blogger. So…moving on. Let’s start with the question that’s been plaguing no one’s mind since It’s been two years since I last wrote any actual content on this blog.
What caused my failure at polyphasic sleeping last two times I tried it. Well, simply put, depression. It’s really hard to wake up after thirty minutes when all you want to do is lay in bed all day and sleep, not for being tired or not, but just not to be awake. Furthermore, being locked in a room during the hardest hours in switching from a monophasic sleep schedule isn’t really conducive to succeeding either.
Why haven’t I tried again at polyphasic sleeping sooner? Well let’s just start the backstory here and start the narrative instead of Q&A. As you probably know, I started my polyphasic sleep experience straight off of a break-up, thinking that things would only get better as that relationship got very poisonous and we’d be better out of the relationship. Well, the lovely thing about letting someone see inside is that they know exactly have to manipulate you. This caused the end of the first attempt. Amazing part is that for some reason I let her get inside my head enough to cause the second attempt’s failure also. I thought all of that would be in my past once I went to Stillwater. However, several suicidal phone calls and me already going through the depression of my grandfather passing led me back down the same path. Honestly, I’m probably on that path at the moment. Or at least it would seem that from the outside. I am still halfway dating the same girl in question. We’ve already talked, and the relationship is absolutely over when I move back to Stillwater. In fact, she is moving to Iowa at about the same point that I will be starting school. So, this time I won’t be in close proximity to her during this attempt. Furthermore, I have fully realized exactly what she does to me, and how exactly she does it. We’re trying to “enjoy our time together while we still have it”, and after that we will part ways. However, that does not seem to be going the way she would want it to. It’s not really bringing us closer together, it’s just sorta doing exactly what familiarity does, or so they say.
Let’s see, granfather, girlfriend… I guess I should actually talk about college considering the blog name and all. This will also explain why I haven’t attempted a polyphasic sleeping schedule sooner. So after the second round of polyphasic sleep failure, with the situation that happened with the ex and all, I finally got away to Stillwater. I lived in one of the apartment style dorms with three other room mates. Honestly, it was kind of like a sitcom with all of us going in potpourri. We had me (long-hair hippy look), a good ole Texan (clothing fit our school’s motif really well, Cowboys), an overly energetic sheltered Christian Football player (I don’t say Christian as a slight against Christianity, just a quip that I’ll really get), and a wanna be rapper scrawny sheltered white boy (So fresh, he’s clean. Another quip, he was by no means good) As for the sitcom situation, me and the country boy definitely appreciated our share of extracurriculars, our wanna-be rapper did too, but let’s face it, no one wanted to be around him. Our extracurriculars would annoy our football player room mate, which caused unnaturally comical situations including one time with the country boy stealing the football player’s cellphone mid-conversation with his girlfriend and started hitting on her. This immediately turned into a 1v1 game of keep away with a drunken country boy running all around an apartment complex from a charging football player. Other notable highlight of that semester was that the wanna-be rapper didn’t know what a breaker box was. So, needless to say, his room and bathroom would lose power for stretches of time. The best time being him returning from a trip home, going to the bathroom in the dark only to find out that the toilette was covered in saran wrap. Came out of the bathroom saying, “Man, if I find out who…” this is the point in time it all clicks in his head, *walks to room and sits in dark for 2 hours. Might sound cruel, but you would do the exact same if you had to deal with the side effects of how sheltered he was. Sounds like a fun semester, right? Well not including the calls or the death, it was. In fact, it was a bit too much fun. I ended up with a 1.7 that semester.
I’m going to be quite a bit more brief with my second semester. Long story short, I joined a fraternity, really fun times ensued, I ended with a 1.15 GPA after it. So…. I failed out of college. After wallowing in self pity, I got a job at a movie theater. If you have the option in life, don’t. It really sucks, people are so annoying and love to complain about any given thing. No, I’m sorry, I can’t turn up the volume, we literally just got a complain that it too loud by the person in front of you. Horrible bosses was such an ironic show to be playing while I worked there. Don’t get me wrong, I liked a lot of aspects of that place, and some managers and supervisors were cool, its just the GM, SM and the others who thought they were amazing for getting promoted for being awesome at working at the movies. My advice doesn’t apply if you get the chance to be a projectionist, that job is actually pretty fun. This job had a very sporadic schedule, so polyphasic sleeping simply wasn’t an option. Obviously it wasn’t possible while in the sea of self loathing that was living at my mother’s house with no job and freshly failed out of school. After I quit the movies, I got a job with the state gov’ment. Off the bat, I got a 50% raise from what I was making at the movies. Yay for not making minimum wage. After two months there, I got bumped up again and was making rougly 180% of what I was when I was working the movies. Pretty nice increase, however working 8 on the clock, 9 total hour days coming home, feeling depressed for not going to college and some extracurriculars thrown in here and there doesn’t make for a suitable environment for polyphasic sleep either. This brings you up to speed with me putting in my two-weeks’ notice in yesterday and that I should be getting the nootropics in tomorrow.
Speaking of tomorrow, I will be posting about nootropics one way or another. Hopefully it will be a day 1/what they are post. Cool stuff coming down the pipe. Also, I finally saw the layout on a non-work non-horribleinternetbrowser computer, as of right now I’m fine with it. So, it will stay for now, who knows in the future.
See ya tomorrow
p.s. First time I haven’t said a certain phrase at any time in my post.
Hint- look at my sign off line