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My schedule, once things calm down:

Mon Tues Weds Thurs Fri Sat Sun
0000            Sleep.  Sleep.
0100            Sleep.  Sleep.
0200            Sleep.  Sleep.
0300    Sleep.      Sleep.  Sleep.  Sleep.
0400    Sleep.      Sleep.  Sleep.  Sleep.
0500    Sleep.      Sleep.  Sleep.  Sleep.
0600    Sleep.      Sleep.  Wake.    Wake.
0700    Sleep.      Sleep.  Work.  Work.
0800    Sleep.      Sleep.  Work.  Work.
0900    Sleep.      Sleep.  Work.  Work.
1000    Sleep.      Sleep.  Work.  Work.
1100    Wake.       Wake.  Work.  Work.
1200    Work.      Work.  Work.  Work.
1300    Work.      Work.  Work.  Work.
1400    Work.      Work.  Work.  Work.
1500    Work.      Work.  Work.  Work.
1600    Work.      Work.  Work.  Call Darkside.
1700    Work.      Work.  Call Darkside.  
1800    Work.  Write On!    Work.    
1900    Work.  Write On!    Work.    
2000    Work.  Write On!    Work.    
2100    Work.  Write On!    Work.  Work out.  Work out.
2200          Sleep.  Sleep.  
2300          Sleep.  Sleep.  
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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