Even though I got a full night's sleep
I feel as if I didn't 'cause I was busy dreaming that I wasn't getting sleep. How much does that suck? What is this? A sign that I really am a night person (not that I even doubted it), through and through? After all, I slept during normal sleeping hours the night before last and last night. But, this exhausted feeling I have is just going to throw me back on my regular schedule.
Anyway, I kept dreaming I was being woken up by weird things. Some of them believable, some not so believable, and others just downright not believable at all. Like, I know all my birds (that's 30 budgies and 9 cockatiels) didn't really escape their cages (which are at the other end of the house), and come into my room to ceaselessly chirp and climb all over me. And, even though it's possible that those planes and helicopter crashed near my home, I know they didn't. But, the one that kills me? Why'd that guy have to come in my home, tell me how hot I am and how much he wants me, and begged me to tell the world he's not gay? That last one just makes me really wish I didn't watch the news (which I typically don't, anyway) 'cause all that did is make me realize dreamtime was seriously wasted. I mean, where was my rockstar with his rockstar body? I really could have gone for that instead.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to either do an earlier than normal downing of a Frappuccino, or just go back to sleep (hoping it's peaceful). But, what I really should be doing is a load of laundry 'cause I have a million things to do today and no clean clothes in which to do them...