I should be in bed
I'm lucky my only neighbors can't hear what goes on over here very well. Otherwise, my 2 AM hair drying session would've pissed them off.
I should be in bed. I have to be at work at 11, which means I have to be up by at least 10 in order to straighten my hair.
This fucked up sleep schedule has to stop soon. I can't go plopping into bed between 3 and 6 AM once school starts. I should stop reading random news stories and stop looking at random furry art and just go to bed, but even if I lay down, I won't be able to sleep.
After all, there's always a book nearby that's much more interesting than sleep.
After work, I shall post on how I lost a potential date-person because he got arrested while at work. I'm not actively searching for the "perfect guy" or anything, but if I were, he'd have to be unmarried, not a murderer of a member of his family (no matter how much that person deserved it), and not get arrested while at work. Or maybe I should just nix all guys up-front that have or are currently working in pizza.
Why must my life revolve around pizza?
I should be in bed. I have to be at work at 11, which means I have to be up by at least 10 in order to straighten my hair.
This fucked up sleep schedule has to stop soon. I can't go plopping into bed between 3 and 6 AM once school starts. I should stop reading random news stories and stop looking at random furry art and just go to bed, but even if I lay down, I won't be able to sleep.
After all, there's always a book nearby that's much more interesting than sleep.
After work, I shall post on how I lost a potential date-person because he got arrested while at work. I'm not actively searching for the "perfect guy" or anything, but if I were, he'd have to be unmarried, not a murderer of a member of his family (no matter how much that person deserved it), and not get arrested while at work. Or maybe I should just nix all guys up-front that have or are currently working in pizza.
Why must my life revolve around pizza?