I keep waking up at five-thirty in the morning.
This goes so far against my grain that I fear aliens have taken over my body. I LOVE to sleep. I relish it. I stretch a good night’s sleep out for as long as humanly possible, and I only leave the bed grudgingly, and with much grumbling and mumbling.
Now I am popping out of bed like someone lit a fire under my ass as soon as it begins to get light outside. I don’t get it.
The cats, who normally don’t get fed until my mother wakes up at six-thirty, are enjoying this immensely, and have taken to gathering around my bed in a small black semi-circle to wait for their early breakfast. It’s like a fucking Poe story every time I wake up – black cats staring, yellow eyes gleaming from the dark expanse of the room.
The good thing is that I’m getting a little bit more done.
The bad thing is that I’m totally crapped out by nine o’clock at night.
Tonight is my second date with Mr. Tall, and I’d really rather not fall asleep in his lap by ten o’clock.
That seems to be going well, by the way. There has been a lot of witty, flirty banter via phone and e-mail, and I’m enjoying it immensely. It’s so nice to deal with someone so funny and lighthearted. I’m having a really good time so far.
Now if only I could sleep in like I normally would, so that I won’t turn into a freaking pumpkin at an obscenely early hour.
I think a nap will be warranted today.
In other news, today I go to the BMV to get my new state ID. I’m sure that it will be a fun-filled, enriching experience as always, since government employees are always SO pleasant, and the lines are always SO short and fast-moving.
Righty-O.
In still other news, the new house does not have internet yet. As in, none. Nada. Zilch. Not even dial-up.
This is a situation that must be remedied TODAY, or I will start to steam from the ears.
There is also no DVR at the new house, which is something that pains me deeply. because I have become spoiled and never watch TV when it’s actually on.
Again, something that must be remedied TODAY.
Tonight Mr. Tall and I are going God knows where to do God knows what (No, not That). That’s all I know.
So, that’s my day. What are YOU doing?
Happy Friday.

Glad to hear things are going well with Mr. Tall. Good luck at the BMV – may it all go well.
NO internet and DVR? That’d be a culture shock. I don’t think I could last long without either.
I know! I would DIE.
he might like it if the date ends with your head in his lap- HAHA!