I don't even know
Last night was very interesting - mostly really fun with one disconcerting moment thrown in. Ate and drank enough calories for the rest of the week, met a lot of cool people, had a great time celebrating my friend's birthday...and then, well, I don't want to talk about it. Managed to leave it off (deciding to deal with it at a more sober time) and have fun or at least look like I was having fun for the rest of the night. Am very proud of self for feminism and compartmentalizing ability.
Woke up this morning at 5:22 (went to bed around 2:30. 3:30?) sweaty, panicky and feeling something like the Blob (of B movie fame). I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep, so I opened the blinds (Bunnies and Sunshine was sleeping in the common room), wrapped the comforter around me and for the sun to rise. After staring for a period at slowly lightening grey sky, I started getting cranky. Part of me still kind of expects the sun to be like the one in the Lion King, rising in double time so I can enjoy the pretty colors already. Started humming the beginning part of "Circle of Life" in my head to try to encourage the real sun to come up. And then I realized - I would not be able to watch the sunrise, because it's fucking cloudy out.
Angry at the weather for depriving me of a sunrise (I mean, how often am I actually up that early?) and myself for not realizing sooner, I rolled over and got some rageful, sporadic sleep.
I give up.
Woke up this morning at 5:22 (went to bed around 2:30. 3:30?) sweaty, panicky and feeling something like the Blob (of B movie fame). I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep, so I opened the blinds (Bunnies and Sunshine was sleeping in the common room), wrapped the comforter around me and for the sun to rise. After staring for a period at slowly lightening grey sky, I started getting cranky. Part of me still kind of expects the sun to be like the one in the Lion King, rising in double time so I can enjoy the pretty colors already. Started humming the beginning part of "Circle of Life" in my head to try to encourage the real sun to come up. And then I realized - I would not be able to watch the sunrise, because it's fucking cloudy out.
Angry at the weather for depriving me of a sunrise (I mean, how often am I actually up that early?) and myself for not realizing sooner, I rolled over and got some rageful, sporadic sleep.
I give up.