ladyoflorien | My life bites.

Went to bed at a fairly reasonable hour. Couldn't sleep. Tossed and turned until 3am until I finally threw the covers off and turned on the light. Did a little work on my 2003 scrapbook. Watched "The Mummy Returns" in part. Surfed around the net a little. Basically just bemoaned the fact I was still awake. At around 7am I hid in my room so I wouldn't have to deal with the wrath of dad #(@$#%^ at me for not having slept (he comes down here to stoke up the fire every now and again), and fell asleep a little after the sky had flamed pink and turned all the trees to a glowing burnt sienna. Woke up again at 1pm. Go insomnia. Yay. *sigh*

I think I'll go back to listening to random Sugar Ray music and try to be more productive now. Stupid frelling life. I hate being sick. I stink and need a shower and our company chose this moment to COME BACK FOR LUNCH. AND. I JUST. AFA. JUST. I. *$(&#$%)@#&%!!!