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rivkaI got a lousy night's sleep.
At some point I woke up and, tossing and turning, wondered whether I should just get up even though I could tell it was still early. Then I picked up the clock and checked the time: 2:30am. Uh. Not that early. It was hot in the bedroom, and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
curiousangel was tossing and turning too. It took forever to calm down my mind, which was skipping forward at an enormous pace through nothing-in-particular, and go back to sleep.
Then it really was morning, and I woke up for good before I even really felt like opening my eyes all the way. Staggering and squinting and in the foulest of moods, but awake. Argh.
And the milk has gone sour, so I can't have cereal for breakfast. And we don't have any English muffins or breakfast bars in the house. And I'm out of cookies, so I can't even have my usual non-breakfast breakfast.
This just isn't shaping up to be my day.
At some point I woke up and, tossing and turning, wondered whether I should just get up even though I could tell it was still early. Then I picked up the clock and checked the time: 2:30am. Uh. Not that early. It was hot in the bedroom, and
curiousangel was tossing and turning too. It took forever to calm down my mind, which was skipping forward at an enormous pace through nothing-in-particular, and go back to sleep.Then it really was morning, and I woke up for good before I even really felt like opening my eyes all the way. Staggering and squinting and in the foulest of moods, but awake. Argh.
And the milk has gone sour, so I can't have cereal for breakfast. And we don't have any English muffins or breakfast bars in the house. And I'm out of cookies, so I can't even have my usual non-breakfast breakfast.
This just isn't shaping up to be my day.
