The side effects can be a little crazy sometimes. I woke up at 5 to the ringing of my phone. Someone had decided to call 3 times in a row without leaving a message. By the time I awoke from my self induced coma I figured out it was my brother. The problem with people calling you at 5am, 2am in San Francisco, is you think something is wrong so you should call back. I did and with in matter of seconds my first question was "Are you drunk, stoned or high'. Then we had a half hour conversation about things my brother had to tell me and ended with a lot of "I love you's", right out of a bad beer commercial. This conversation was followed up by another call an hour later of the same sort and then a final call at noon to apologize for the first two calls.