This morning I had to drag myself out of bed. It was REALLY difficult. I can't remember if this was this morning or last night, they kind of blend together since it feels like I didnt sleep at all, but I thought of something kind of funny. I don't know if anyone else is as lame as I am, but occasionally I think of clever and witty things to post and get all excited about it. This morning I thought of something along those line. It went something like this:
"Last night I, for the first time in over a month, turned off my alarm clock and went to bed. The next morning I slept for as long as my body could handle. It was bliss."
At first I was amused. Amusement quickly turned to inner despair at the realisation that the entire thing was complete fiction. I never actually turned off my alarm clock. In fact, my alarm clock has been on for over a month. It will probably continue being on for the next 2 to 3 weeks at least, faithfully tearing me from sleep every morning I'm at home.
I feel that to be fair I should add a few specifications. I can't properly sleep in at other's homes. It's never as comfortable and also is kind of rude to sleep until 11, even if it's possible. Likewise, I can't properly sleep in when people are sleeping at my house. Granted, both of these are way better than getting up at 6 in the morning, but it's just not the same as a full, guilt free, sleepin.
In other, happier, news... The roomate situation is figured. Next year, Emily, Rhonda and Viki will be kicking it together Montreal style.
Rock.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
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I just had a heart explode moment when I read that.
-Rhonda
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