I slept for a good 10 hours last night. Well, maybe 9 hours, if you account for the time between when I went to bed and when I fell asleep. Got up at 11am. It's now 7:45pm, and I'm thinking of taking a nap. Somehow this doesn't seem right. I could blame it on the Prozac. That might be part of it, I guess. But I think most of it is that I'm not doing anything with my time now that school is over, and if I'm not going to be doing anything why do I need to be concious for it? That's ...