The Vampire's Diary

Between 3-5 times a year, I stay awake all night, and go until the next day.

Last Friday night was one of those. I had a dance gig at a rad Electroswing evening- with live bands and djs and Steampunk themed cogs and flying machines. Ended up at an after party in a warehouse in an outer suburb of Melbourne, and the next thing I know I'm freestyle rapping on the crisp morning pavement to the beat of a bongo drum and my alarm is going off because it's time to go to the gym. I didn't quite make it that day.

It's a strange feeling making your way home with your false eyelashes looking in opposite directions at people who are walking their dogs and watering their gardens.

But there's something about seeing daytime turn into nighttime turn into daytime that is eerie and refreshing.

The experience of the new day breaking is energy enough to power me through before hitting a wall at about 11am.

Still, this Vampire has no thirst for sleep yet.

With teased theatrical hair and remnants of all kinds of glitter, I was a sight. Some people complemented this new look, care factor was minimal. I couldn't really say "I woke up like this" because I hadn't been to sleep.

"Maybe she's born with it- maybe she never sleeps"
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Desire for fruit salad and green smoothies is high. Desire to deal with anything without wearing sunglasses is low.

Highlight #1: My nephew was born 18.29 UK time. I was awake to hear the news. Obviously

Highlight #2: Ubers are easier to get at 9.30am Saturday 

Lowlight #1: cutting a pineapple with a bread knife approx 7.00am

Highlight #3: eating said pineapple approx 7.04am

My very first Vampire experience was when I was 17 and went to a friend's holiday house on Sylt, a rich island off the coast of Germany. We came out of the nightclub at 5am, and being European summer, it was light. Once we recovered from being able to see who else was coming/ stumbling out, we got our euro bikes and went for a swim in the sea. With a start to the day like that you can't possibly go to sleep!

Every all nighter since then have left me feeling somewhat dusty but more recharged than what one would expect. I put it down to the sunrise. Feeling cold then warm again. Hearing the bats then the birds. Drinking beer and tea at the same time. Frightening commuters.

Why am I sharing this with you?

Well, it's my 99th post.

I started this blog in 2012 and called "Stories, sentiments and sometimes stupidity" because I am a sucker for sibilance and all the above. My Vampire weekend (I wonder if that's where they got their band name from) is also all the above. From waking on 5.45am Friday to sleeping at 9.30pm Saturday I shared and heard stories, sentiments and tons of stupidity...it just took me a few days to process, recover and work up to it.
And about 3 days to detangle my hair.

Any suggestions for a 100th post are welcome!

Jj