Taste the Night
1AM
Listening to Regina Spektor and weird Yume Nikki fan tracks, fighting sleep because I can afford to only two nights out of the week nowadays. Not that I mind the consistency! It's great, but sometimes I do miss the sleeping in until 11am and leisurely getting up and tooling around until 3pm when I would go to work.
And then I remember the customers, the registers, the full-to-bursting fitting rooms, the overnights and the ridiculous coworkers (for the most part) and I feel REALLY REALLY GOOD about a 6am alarm and a crazy boss.
Anywayz, I'm thinking that this weekend I'm going to make it my near-religious duty to just chill the fuck out in this house and work on reading my book and uploading as many CDs as I can onto here. Like I said on Twitter: a restful weekend for a restive week. Just what I need.
That being said, I'll probably end up breaking my own rule, but whatever. As long as I'm not running around Manchester, I'll be okay with it.