my journal, it is so fascinating
Feb. 8th, 2009 05:10 amI am awake.
It is five in the morning, and I was attempting sleep for quite a long time first, so I resent this.
I am cold. I am tired. I got up to put on jumpers. I'm not saying I'm freezing in here, just that temperature variation is annoying. And I should probably dig out the other radiator, but I only need it like once a year at most, so *shrugs*.
I dreamed silly stuff with an actor who I would not have anticipated dreaming about. We were in twin beds in a tiny cramped hotel, but the beds were about an inch apart and he turns out to be a sleep snuggler. And really difficult to wake up. So I was all 'er, scuse? hello? *pokes* pretty sure I'm not your boyfriend, you sure you want to...? okays. but I mock in the morning.'
And then I woke up and all I was tangled in was duvet.
dreams is weird. usually there's running around and saving the universe a lot, sometimes there's unexpected sleep snuggles.
It is five in the morning, and I was attempting sleep for quite a long time first, so I resent this.
I am cold. I am tired. I got up to put on jumpers. I'm not saying I'm freezing in here, just that temperature variation is annoying. And I should probably dig out the other radiator, but I only need it like once a year at most, so *shrugs*.
I dreamed silly stuff with an actor who I would not have anticipated dreaming about. We were in twin beds in a tiny cramped hotel, but the beds were about an inch apart and he turns out to be a sleep snuggler. And really difficult to wake up. So I was all 'er, scuse? hello? *pokes* pretty sure I'm not your boyfriend, you sure you want to...? okays. but I mock in the morning.'
And then I woke up and all I was tangled in was duvet.
dreams is weird. usually there's running around and saving the universe a lot, sometimes there's unexpected sleep snuggles.