Nov. 7th, 2004

Tired.

Nov. 7th, 2004 01:46 pm
brinshannara: (what i write)
One of these days, I swear, I will get a good, long night's sleep. I got about eight hours last night, woke up to my alarm at 1 and couldn't figure out what day it was and what class I was going to be late for. Until I remembered it was Sunday, and then I hit snooze and then woke up again nine minutes later remembering I have a NaNo meet at 2. Well, at least I won't be late for Italian or something.

Don't remember much of my dreams. Disjointed, strange, in parts, but I have this warm, familiar feeling about them, and I can't remember why.

I should probably get dressed and go face my fellow writers who are doubtlessly over 7000 words by now. Those bastards.
brinshannara: (something to smile about)
Took a nap from 7:30 until about 9, because I was wiped. My alarm on the other side of the room is the more annoying and more reliable one, and so I set it for about 8:40, and set the one next to my head for 8:50. (I didn't want to miss Desperate Housewives, because I do love that show.)

So at like, 8:40, the alarm goes off. But I don't wake up. In my DREAM, I wake up, stumble to the clock, turn it off, then head into the living room and sit down on the couch, thinking "Why the hell did I take a taxi to my parents' house?", but no, I'm actually in my apartment, and I'm like "What the hell? I'm home. Why did I think I wasn't?"

But then the alarm is still going off, in real life, and is still going in my dream. And my dream self vividly remembers turning it off. So I was all confused. I went to my cordless phone -- nope, that wasn't making the noise. Checked my computer speakers. Nope. So my dream self shrugs and tries to ignore it. Of course, the noise won't stop.

Finally, my dream self goes back to the bedroom and fiddles with the clock, trying to turn it off.

At that point, my secondary alarm goes off and I hit snooze... and realize the other alarm is still on. The alarm that's been going off for ten minutes, driving me MAD in my dreams. So I turn off the secondary alarm, get up and turn off the alarm on the other side of the room, and sigh in relief. Blissful, blissful silence.

After getting up, I decided to try my microwave for the first time in a week. See, the last time I tried using it, it made funny noises and its light flashed on and off and I turned it off immediately. I hadn't dared use it since, but I tried it tonight (finger hovering over the stop button) and it worked. I think the difference is I had been trying to melt butter in a mug, and I think the mug had been broken and glued back together. So my thought is glue + microwave = BAD.

Watched DH, talked on the phone and am now going to write or study Italian for a while. After Tuesday, I have like, nothing due for the rest of the week, so I can hopefully get a lot of stuff done in terms of schoolwork (planning for later this month), writing and working on this website that I've been working on SINCE AUGUST.

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