At least, that was the plan.
My sleeping schedule is fucked. up. I could not fall asleep. Could not do it. So I sat up and read Wicked [which is turning out to be a good book, by the way] until I got tired.
I don't know what time that was. I don't *want* to know what time that was.
It isn't natural to wake up at 6:30 in the morning. It just isn't. I feel sick. And I mean that literally. uggghhh, stomach. Getting up this early isn't *natural*.
When my dad and I get back from taking my car into the shop, I think I'll take a nap. mmmm, sleep.
Also? For the record?
barbed_whispers is the biggest idiot in the entire fucking world, and I hate it when people I don't know butt in on my comments. Like, a lot. kthxbai! 