Go to sleep? I’m still awake! And so are my neighbors probably, as I was yelling and throwing stuff at my TV. I had this irrational fear that if I went to sleep, Bush would win. Fell asleep for about an hour around 2, woke up to hear Gore made his concession call! So I stayed up from that point on, and now they’re doing a recount. Damn, does this mean I can’t sleep till they count all the absentee/mail-in ballots?
Decided to get offline and go to bed at about 2:30 AM CDT. While I was laying in bed watching Brokaw stammer and shake his head in confusion it eventually became clear that FL was not decided and it was a matter of time until all the networks took it back again. At about 4:00 AM CDT they sent the coverage off to the morning local newscasts and I decided it was my time to sleep since Illinois was pretty stable on all but one Congressional seat. Then I woke up for work at 6:45 AM and started plotting a way to get out of this Friday deadline so I could sleep some.
Went to bed at 1:30 Eastern, after 90% of the FL returns showed Bush leading; I figured it was all over but the shouting. Woke up at 7 after dreaming I was re-counting votes in Broward County, Florida. (Bush won in my dream, but it was VERY close.) Turned on the news and discovered there WAS a recount scheduled.
Weird. I guess we’ll find out if I’m psychic…
2:30 Eastern, when ABC announced Bush the winner. I’m so sleepy right now, I can’t even get up enough enthusiasm to hope Gore pulls it out.
Sometime after ABC News interviewed a nearly bawling Jesse Jackson, who was trying to talk with a quivvering lip and shaky, tear-filled voice. I think about 2:30 am CST.
I was up til about 2:00am PST. Last I saw was that there was a recount.
I quit when they declared a winner in Florida.
Glad I didn’t wait after that!
6am PST. Fortunately, I don’t have to work today. What a night!
I planned to stay up all night, but at about 1:30 p.m. Central time, the NBC people said that Bush had indeed won Florida and the election. So, I basically went to bed, 'cause I didn’t want to think about how much the economy is going to suck in the next four years. Then, I woke up at 6:00 this morning, and found out that none of the newscasters knew who actually won. This is driving me crazy!!! Will they please just hand the job of President of the USA to somebody? (Gore!)
I stayed up until 3:30am (GMT). I didn’t think I was ever going to get to bed, but I decided to go when I learned it would take another hour or two for Florida to be decided (the first time – I never saw Bush (prematurely, SIGH) declared president). All night I dreamt that Gore had won, and every time I woke up I reminded myself bitterly that it would almost certainly be Bush. I got up at 10, bracing myself for the bad news that Bush had won, but I turned on the tv only to find out all that’s going on. What a mess. And such little hope. 
I was up (and in chat) until about 4:30 am central time. I got sucked right into the drama of the election results, and even stayed awake after NBC wrapped up their coverage (switched over to CNN). Once they said it could be another couple of days until we had the results, I figured I might as well go to bed.
2 A.M. Pacific time. I was about to go to bed about midnight and skip the concession speeches, as CNN had no inkling that Flordia was so close. Then I flipped onto NBC to hear “they are only 600 votes apart”, and settled in to watch again.
I’m glad this wasn’t a Canadian election. It made for great TV, but I’m glad it didn’t happen up here. Too nerve wracking, I’m sure.
(Although…I understand that on election night 1972, the Liberals and Tories were tied in seats, and it was only the Armed Forces and absentee voters later that week that gave Trudeau the plurality he needed to stay P.M.)
8:30am eastern time.
I went to bed at 10:30-11:00 pm eastern time. I WANTED to stay up, but as I’m sick, and I felt bloody awful last night, I dragged myself upstairs and went to sleep, and slet on and off all day until about 1:00 pm when my mom came home. I got up, ate, took a shower, and feel a lot better now.
I dreamt twice last night-first time that GORE won, and I was happy. The next time, I dreamt, I remembered my first dream in my 2nd dream, where I was at work and I asked who won and they told me Bush. Dammit!
I don’t know whether to be upset or not now…I think I just want to fucking KNOW!!!
2:20 AM Eastern. Right after they called FL for Bush. Slept pretty soundly, woke up and told Mrs. O the news. She was pretty depressed, since Allen had taken the VA Senate seat and Bush had taken the White House. Then I saw the newspaper, but figured it had been put to bed around midnight when they were still tied 242-all.
Then I turned on the TV. Blew my freakin’ mind. Hell with it, give Nader the job and let Bush and Gore duke it out mano a mano for some dumb prize.
11 Eastern, since my parents were around, and they don’t know I stay up. (Yes, I’m 25 and still go to bed when my parents tell me. LONG story.) If they hadn’t been there, I’d have been up until 2am.
And best idea I’ve heard for how to resolve this? Let Gore & Bush duke it out in the “World’s Strongest Man” competition. 
5:30 am EST.
With my whole dorm, while screaming incoherently at the television. I’m going back to bed now.
4:30 Eastern.
I don’t know how I managed to get to sleep.
4:30. Should have studied all day. Didn’t. Test at 10. Think I failed.
–Tim
3 a.m. Central Time. Fell asleep on the couch waiting for Florida or Wisconsin to come in