the_wanlorn | Oh, and I forgot to mention...

Okay, so, yeah. Related to my vague memory of the end of Blade Runner.

I got home last night without incident, got inside and closed up the house, blurrily checked my email one last time and got in bed. And realized that I'd left my cell phone out in the car.

Then the kittens knocked over the fan, so I got up and put it upright again. Then got back into bed, totally whiped, ready to fall asleep...

...and stared at the ceiling.

Then stared some more.

Then realized my body/mind/both hated me and wasn't going to let me sleep.

So I did more staring.

After a rather upsetting while, I went to sleep. Yay! Alas, for I don't know what time it was because my ~~phone~~ bed-side clock was having a camp-out in my car and DIDN'T INVITE ME THAT H0R!

So, it got to be light out, eventually, while I was sleeping. At some point, I started half-waking up and forcing myself back to sleep. Cuz, obviously if I was able to force myself back to sleep, I was still pretty damn tired. This went on for a while. I figured that the morning was progressing just fine without me and that no one would really need me in the afternoon, so I didn't have to wake up any time soon.

At some point, I realized (in one of the foggy, half-awake periods) that I've successfully forced myself to sleep for upwards of 21 hours before. Okay, so maybe the whole sleep thing was regardless of my state of tiredness. I still shut my eyes and went back to sleep, though. Cuz sleep feels nice! It means I don't have to think for a while!

Then I realized, "Oh fuck, Ariel's party is today. It's probably after 2 right now... but someone would've called me if they'd missed me!"

A bit more sleep.

"Oh fuck, my phone's out in the car isn't it? MOTHERFUCKER I'M A HORRIBLE FRIEND!"

I wake up all the way. I stumble out to the kitchen in my dazed, groggy, "I've either gotten too much sleep or too little" state.

I trip my way closer to the stove, leaning in and blinking blearily at the clock. It takes a bit for the fuzzy mold to focus into digital numbers.

9:05

"...I slept all the way THROUGH her party??"

"...Oh, wait. The sun's still up. Does it stay up this late in summer? And this damn bright?"

"..."

"..."

"...WTF WHY AM I AWAKE AT 9 AM?!?!"

And that was the story of my morning. The End.

Oh, and I forgot to mention...

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