Meh….
I feel like poop…
It’s Friday morning at 7:38 and this is the second time I’ve woken up. The second time was just a few minutes ago moments after I lost a fight against my cell phone’s 5 alarm clocks.
The first time I woke up this morning was last night at 10:00.
At least, that’s what it felt like after I had taken a 5 hour siesta. 5 hours being the average number of hours I sleep a night, and black being the color of the sky when I usually grumble out of bed every morning; I wasted a night’s sleep on the afternoon before.
I had my hopes up as I tucked myself into bed last night. Hoping that the following 6 hours would be bonus sleep and I would wake up super refreshed and well rested.
No such friggin’ luck. There’s nothing more funner than lying in bed for hours on end within inches of falling into a deep sleep, but far enough away to still be conscious enough to know that it ain’t happenin’.
Meh.
::EDIT:: …at least i’ve got my health… (There, you happy? I said it.)
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