URG!

So it's 1:10 a.m. and I'm up and showered and ready to start the day…except it's the middle of the freaking night!!! I swear I remember hearing my alarm and turning it off. It must have been a dream. Why can't I just dream about sex and beaches and things? And, of course, it's always dark when I get up these days, so that didn't tip me off.

Now, here I sit with wet hair, wanting to go back to bed but not wanting to disturb anyone by blowdrying my hair at 1:00 a.m. If I go to bed with it wet, it's going to be a real treat in the morning.

Oh dear, now I hear my roommate in the shower. I wonder if my being up and about made her think it was morning, too.

K, my eyes are getting heavy. I think I have to go to bed now, wet hair or no. Let's hope for the best.

g'night!