[bagster]

now that my mortal coil got old-ish, it seems to demand more. I would love to cut down on sleep. Any secrets?

How funny. My old mortal coil was just the opposite.

My secret. Work midnight shift damn near your whole life. Mess up your internal clock forever. Have a heart attack. Become a housebound slug. Cruise the internet and argue with hardheads all night. Drink coffee.

Oula. Is that how you spell Oula?

Never miss a moment of life. I'll sleep when I'm dead.

[little jeremiah]

Sounds as though the internal clock definitely got bolluxed up. And don’t worry, when the mortal coil drops off, it’s a whole new ball game. Never a dull moment.

Did you mean Oo La La.

heh