It's 6am on Sunday
And I am awake... I've been awake since 4:30 because the troll upstairs has humping the blow up doll again... Actually I think it was a real person this time as it wasn't the usually 2 minutes of vigorous creak, thump, creak, thump, creak, thump, uh,uh, uuuuuhhhhhh! This morning it was more like creeeeeeeeeak, thump, creeeeeeeeeak, thump. for at least 10 minutes. Now, I understand the concept of middle of the night sex (I just don't remember what it's like) but if you live in an apartment at least have the courtesy to get a bed that doesn't creek, loudly... well, I think I'll make another attempt at sleep or at least crawl back in bed and read more of my Christopher Moore book.
After I have achieved an adequate amount of sleep, I'm going to clean the apartment and maybe resume the search for bookshelves (started that yesterday)... Then this evening will likely be the final dinner and movie Sunday with Mikey. This is his last week at his current job, then he's heading down to the Bay area to look for work there. Even if he stays in Washington, he's probably going to move out of the area (he was supposed to apply for a position on Orcas Island this week).