On getting way too much sleep

Woohoo!

What a bloody gorgeous day.

There’s almost bits of almost blue in the almost not overcast sky. The sun is almost shining and it’s TERRIFIC!!!

I went to bed at (wait for it, wait for it) 8.15 last night.

I read for about 5 minutes.

I talked to Soph for about 8 minutes (but can’t, for the life of me, remember what was talked about).

I was asleep from just before 8.30 until Soph woke me just before 8am.

Today I am full of energy and bouncy bouncy bouncy happy whee and other expressions of an overactive nature.

I FEEL BRILLIANT!!!!

Here, have another exclamation mark – just because I can:

!

Soph’s laptop is dead.

Whee!

I’m temporarily between contracts.

Wahay!

Life is just brilliant.

(sorry about this, normal service will resume as soon as my sleep overdose has slipped away)

5 thoughts on “On getting way too much sleep

  1. I got 5 and a bit. I hate everyone and everything but in particular people at work who are disturbing my daydreams with irritating requests for me to do things and the bastard whose alarm was going off at intervals ALL THROUGH THE DAMNED NIGHT.

    I’m now going back to gazing out of the window and thinking about going to sleep at the desk. Congratulations on the muchos sleepos. Humph.

  2. Funnily enough, I also went to sleep at 8:30.
    But I got up at 11:30 and went to work. Got home and went back to bed at 05:00.
    It’s now 12:30 and I’ve just got up again.
    My body clock has no idea what time it is, anymore.

  3. Perp, I’m as jealous as hell about your trip. But… I had the best night’s sleep *ever*.

    Vicola, thanks for the congrats kiddo. Mwah!

    Susie, indeedlydoodly!

    Masher, you’re mad. No, really. Mad.

Comments are closed.