It's not even EP's fault. It's the fact that I'm finally done with school (and even before I was I only had to be up on Fridays for a couple of weeks), my boyfriend's been home routinely keeping me awake (not even with anything exciting, lame) until the sun comes up, then letting me sleep for ages until there's absolutely no hope of falling asleep before dawn.
But, :chu:, none the less.
In other news, EP members occasionally make it into my dreams when EP is one of the last times I do before I sleep. That's always weird.
Same.
I'm a horrible sleeper even when I do have a pattern.
At this point, I'm just praying for a night job, because I think I'm beyond repair.
Either I assign you a body/face (which may or may not be somewhat accurate, depending on whether or not I have a decent idea what you look like) or you remain conveniently off camera. At this point I've mostly forgotten everyone who was there, except for my sister, but we were all playing some non-existent Zelda game for the PS2 (wtf, brain?). Someone was sitting behind and to the left of me, talking. I remember at one point turning to laugh at someone they'd said, but I was wearing the hood of my sweatshirt (which I never do) and that conveniently blocked my view when I turned my head.
You're all going to think I'm such a weirdo.![]()
Going to bed, night all![]()
Best. Dream. EVA.
I had a dream the other night that a homeless guy snuck into my house and spent the night sleeping on my living room floor.
I threw a pop can at him to wake him up.
He then proceeded to rip into me, telling me I shouldn't leave my patio door unlocked because "some real sickos are out there."
Then he smirked and left.
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