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Up at six thirty. In the morning. Which is perfectly fine for people who regularly get up that early because they have responsibilities or insanity or whatever the reason is that they get up that early... but not fine for me.
I have no responsibilities (and my insanity does not involve getting out of bed before the sun is fully up - usually).
Therefore, I am confused and annoyed that I am awake.
So, after I finish this poptart, I am going back to bed and I am not getting up again until at least ten, perhaps noon... or at least until I need to use the bathroom (TMI) so there, stupid body clock that insisted on waking me up early again!
Also, I painted my toe nails a sparkly blue last night (seriously sparkly, with bits of glitter) and sort of feel festive now. Newly dyed hair, newly painted toes. Obviously I have big plans tonight... that involve helping a store owner move inventory/fixtures across town in the early evening heat.
*sigh*
I have no responsibilities (and my insanity does not involve getting out of bed before the sun is fully up - usually).
Therefore, I am confused and annoyed that I am awake.
So, after I finish this poptart, I am going back to bed and I am not getting up again until at least ten, perhaps noon... or at least until I need to use the bathroom (TMI) so there, stupid body clock that insisted on waking me up early again!
Also, I painted my toe nails a sparkly blue last night (seriously sparkly, with bits of glitter) and sort of feel festive now. Newly dyed hair, newly painted toes. Obviously I have big plans tonight... that involve helping a store owner move inventory/fixtures across town in the early evening heat.
*sigh*
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