After everything, I got to bed around 5:00am this morning. This was no problem; I was thinking of going into town today but it wasn't urgent, I wasn't going over to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rainy_roz's until later. I could sleep in. All was good in the sleep-fuzzy student world of Clo.
Untilrainy_roz rang my mobile at 10:40am. No one ever rings my mobile that early you see; in university I have the room phone and here, I of course have the house phone. My sleep-fuddled brain interpreted it as my alarm going off... so I hit the mute button and ignored it. Sorry rainy_roz. A minute later, the house phone went but at this point I was asleep again and by the time it woke me up, I heard the answer machine cut off and thought 'fuck that'. And went back to sleep. Again. The ever-persistent rainy_roz then texted me but that had no chance of being heard, as quiet as my phone is. Blissful sleep reigned once more and all was good.
Until the phone went again, about twenty minutes later. I actually staggered downstairs for this one, only to find it was someone for dad who'd disappeared to play golf. Went back to bed. Phone rang again but I was wise to its tricks by now and ignored it. Rang again, swore at it and pulled a pillow over my head. And finally... it rang AGAIN and I leapt out of bed swearing and ran downstairs only to pick it up just as they hung up. Unbelievably, every time the phone went this morning it was someone different. I think the world just decided I wasn't going to be allowed to sleep in this morning. Damn them!
At university, no one ever rings me before 11:30am and even mid-afternoon, the first thingwolves8 says when I pick up the phone is "I'm sorry, I didn't wake you did I?" Hello, student! This means I live days that last from about 1pm until 4-5am. Ring me at 2am, I will answer the phone. Ring me at 10am... you'll just get an earful of swearing and dial tone. If you're lucky.
So yeah, I'm kinda sleepy right now. -_- I miss Lancaster.
In other tales of the unexpected... ( Man Vs Squirrel )
Okay, gotta get dressed, wash hair, maybe hang up some of my Leaning Tower of Clothes... nah... and catch up with comments. Going torainy_roz's for the night, so I'm not sure how much I'll get done for tomorrow night but I'll try. Still want to finish Underneath by Friday.
Now that was a long and rambling post... during which I didn't even mention tennis. o_O I wonder if I'm feeling okay?
Clo
rainy_roz's until later. I could sleep in. All was good in the sleep-fuzzy student world of Clo.Until
rainy_roz rang my mobile at 10:40am. No one ever rings my mobile that early you see; in university I have the room phone and here, I of course have the house phone. My sleep-fuddled brain interpreted it as my alarm going off... so I hit the mute button and ignored it. Sorry rainy_roz. A minute later, the house phone went but at this point I was asleep again and by the time it woke me up, I heard the answer machine cut off and thought 'fuck that'. And went back to sleep. Again. The ever-persistent rainy_roz then texted me but that had no chance of being heard, as quiet as my phone is. Blissful sleep reigned once more and all was good. Until the phone went again, about twenty minutes later. I actually staggered downstairs for this one, only to find it was someone for dad who'd disappeared to play golf. Went back to bed. Phone rang again but I was wise to its tricks by now and ignored it. Rang again, swore at it and pulled a pillow over my head. And finally... it rang AGAIN and I leapt out of bed swearing and ran downstairs only to pick it up just as they hung up. Unbelievably, every time the phone went this morning it was someone different. I think the world just decided I wasn't going to be allowed to sleep in this morning. Damn them!
At university, no one ever rings me before 11:30am and even mid-afternoon, the first thing
wolves8 says when I pick up the phone is "I'm sorry, I didn't wake you did I?" Hello, student! This means I live days that last from about 1pm until 4-5am. Ring me at 2am, I will answer the phone. Ring me at 10am... you'll just get an earful of swearing and dial tone. If you're lucky.So yeah, I'm kinda sleepy right now. -_- I miss Lancaster.
In other tales of the unexpected... ( Man Vs Squirrel )
Okay, gotta get dressed, wash hair, maybe hang up some of my Leaning Tower of Clothes... nah... and catch up with comments. Going to
rainy_roz's for the night, so I'm not sure how much I'll get done for tomorrow night but I'll try. Still want to finish Underneath by Friday.Now that was a long and rambling post... during which I didn't even mention tennis. o_O I wonder if I'm feeling okay?
Clo
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