Up at 3:30. I can't seem to get more than a few hours sleep anymore. I've been impulsive, edgy, have been spending too much money, and have been feeling hypersexual...but, damn! I've had none of the speedy relief I've experienced in the past. I used to have so much fun at times like this, but now my mood is flat. I'm beginning to think that I just have character defects rather than having an episode. I have the guilt, but none of the fun that's characteristic of being hypo or manic. Perhaps I just need to get my shite together.

Tonight I'm driving down to Detroit to see Keb' Mo' in concert. Then, tomorrow I'm going down for a baseball game. That's about 400 miles of driving in two days. I guess there's no danger of me falling asleep behind the wheel.