Jet lag stories.

First night in SF was 15 hrs of sleep, waking up at 8am.

Second night was 14hrs of sleep, waking up at 1pm. Huge mistake. Yesterday was spent in confusion resembling hangover, sunstroke, being woken up too early and pms.

Third night... what night? 2hrs of sleep in the evening, then rolling awake in the bed, reading Catch-22 and plotting for world domination for seven hours... until the sleep came at 7am.

Luckily to keep me from sleeping all day I had a breakfast date with a dear high school friend who I haven't seen in three years. Luckily she and her sister are still awesome, and we went shopping for all day. Or rather, they shopped and I decided to come back later when my final salary had hit my bank account! It didn't prevent me from enjoying the supremely capitalist country in the best way capitalism works - the huge variety of clothes, shoes, bags, cosmetics, cocktails, cheesecake, Mexican food...!

Just about the only thing I bought today was some melatonin to try out for jet-lag; it's meant to do wonders for falling asleep and changing the circadian rhythm. We'll see! I guess I'll try sleeping without it first, 4hrs of sleep last night should make me fall asleep anytime day or night! Yesterday I bought this awesome handbag as I was too confused to go too far from the Union Square!