It is very likely that there is some sort of temporal conspiracy afoot, and that's why I keep sleeping odd hours. Now it remains only to discover who is behind this nefarious plot. It might be a cat. Too often I fall asleep before turning the computer off, and it is entirely possible that Portia is putting me to sleep with purrs so she can come in here and look at kitty porn on the Internet without being interrupted.
Whatever it is, I wish I could put an end to it. This is exhausting.