Sleep is for the Weak. #30

When I first got out on my own my friends and I were pretty much unable to be tamed. We used to go out on a Friday night and not go to bed until Sunday. At this time I was working on the weekends so when I would stroll in my house at 4:00 a.m. I knew that I had to take a shower and be at work at 5:45 a.m. After a long night off dancing and goofing off I was tired, but I had no choice. I would go to work exhausted. No amount of caffeine could keep me awake. When I would leave work I would go home get changed and then head to a friend's house for a cookout or bonfire. We would all sit around then we would go back out for another night of dancing. at this point 24 hours with no sleep can make you goofy. I know when I am really tired I tend to giggle for no reason at all. Nonetheless, we would leave the saloon at 2:00 a.m. and head to Denny's or Steak 'n Shake. Sometimes we would just sit there for a couple of hours sometimes we would sit there until the sun came up. We hardly ever went to our own homes. Everyone would go back to someone's house and we would watch a movie or do whatever. At this point most of us have went about 48 hours with no sleep. So despite the fact that we were so tired we couldn't stand ourselves we would find something to do. Cookouts and get together at someones house was very common on a Sunday. We usually went to Joe's place and hung out there. We always had a lot of fun no matter what we did. But I loved Sunday nights when I could crawl in my bed and pass out. If you couldn't tell this was never an one time thing. It happened every weekend for years. Even though I miss those times I don't miss the no sleep thing.