i had such a bad night last night. it is entirely my fault, though, so i shouldn’t complain too much. you’d think i’d learn not to have a four hour nap in the afternoon, right? you’d think i’d know how it fucks up my sleep, wouldn’t you? i know it’s a bad idea. i think “i shouldn’t be doing this” as my eyes get heavier and heavier. then, when i invariably wake up, i think “i better get up now”, but all i end up doing is rolling over and falling back asleep.
as a consequence, i didn’t get to sleep until about one a.m. this morning. then, just to compound my reckless sleep habits, when my alarm went off at six this morning, i got up, plugged in my flat iron and then went back to bed for half an hour. talk about risky business! i was so tempted just to be late to work. then i realized that having taken friday off work, it probably wouldn’t be looked upon too favourably being late after a three-day weekend.
*sigh* i want a month off.