DIAF, Jetlag
I went out for nice dinner with parents and Frankie last night, only to get hit by a wave of exhaustion around 7:30pm. I was practically falling asleep in my food, it was ridiculous. As soon as we got home, I went to bed...
... so it's probably no surprise I woke up at 5am again.
I didn't resort to Creationism vs Evolution debates this time though, I just rolled over and tried to force myself to go back to sleep. I even considered reading more of Left Behind to send me off (the religion doesn't bother me, it's the LACK OF PLOT) but thankfully didn't have to resort to such extremes.
But of course there was the side effect of forcing myself to go to sleep when I wasn't really tired - crazy dreams. Specifically, a dream where the Bennet house in Pride & Prejudice - with Darcy and Bingley visiting - was under siege from what at first appeared to be just an old lady with rocks, but then started to escalate to Saw levels of sadism.
Mrs Bennet had one of those handbag chihuahuas, for some reason.
My mind is a crazy place.
On happier note, I'm getting hair cut AGAIN today (it's already grown over an inch! And with this hairstyle, it actually makes a DIFFERENCE!) before going to a charity ball this evening, the dress for which I bought yesterday, and is PREEETTYYYYY. I'd spent all morning scouring shops with Frankie before I saw this one, and immediately went, "Ohhh, I wish I was pretty enough to wear that dress!!", not imagining it'd fit me.
Guess what. It DID. YAY.
There will be photos.
PS: My dad just came in to say goodbye when I was looking at the Evil League of Evil website.
He was very confused.
... so it's probably no surprise I woke up at 5am again.
I didn't resort to Creationism vs Evolution debates this time though, I just rolled over and tried to force myself to go back to sleep. I even considered reading more of Left Behind to send me off (the religion doesn't bother me, it's the LACK OF PLOT) but thankfully didn't have to resort to such extremes.
But of course there was the side effect of forcing myself to go to sleep when I wasn't really tired - crazy dreams. Specifically, a dream where the Bennet house in Pride & Prejudice - with Darcy and Bingley visiting - was under siege from what at first appeared to be just an old lady with rocks, but then started to escalate to Saw levels of sadism.
Mrs Bennet had one of those handbag chihuahuas, for some reason.
My mind is a crazy place.
On happier note, I'm getting hair cut AGAIN today (it's already grown over an inch! And with this hairstyle, it actually makes a DIFFERENCE!) before going to a charity ball this evening, the dress for which I bought yesterday, and is PREEETTYYYYY. I'd spent all morning scouring shops with Frankie before I saw this one, and immediately went, "Ohhh, I wish I was pretty enough to wear that dress!!", not imagining it'd fit me.
Guess what. It DID. YAY.
There will be photos.
PS: My dad just came in to say goodbye when I was looking at the Evil League of Evil website.
He was very confused.