Of course by then I was too tired to sleep (this is an entirely cruel joke of the body and really should be stopped, somehow) and only drifted off around 5. No big, I could sleep until 11 at least. Ha. Ha. Ha. Maybe in the world where you do not have an overenthusiastic dog. Oreo had me up at 8 and despite my attempts, I have not been able to get back to sleep.
I feel drunk on the sleep depravation. Mum agrees, her first words to me this morning was "You look like you have a hangover." It's nice to be loved.
It wouldn't be an issue except I have a ton of stuff still to do today and I've just remembered a riding lesson I booked last month. That'll be fun. Ten bucks says I fall off within the first 15 minutes. Ah well, it's nice and sunny out. Fresh air can only be good for me.
I'm in a blogging mood lately - making up for all those missed days....and hey, procrastination!
Music: My protector - Fleet Foxes
Mood: Tired

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