This move thing, it's good material people - learn to live with a few more of these entries.
I don't enjoy waking up. I did at my old apartment. Every single day I was up with the sun and all the little birdies before 7... in fact, I don't think I even knew what the sound of my alarm clock was because it never actually got a chance to go off. Tra la la. Just a spoon full of sugar....
Now. Fuuuuuuuuuuuck. Now. Now I can barely drag my ass out of bed after hearing that incessant beeping. That is of course, if I can manage to get to sleep before 11:30. And those fucking construction workers outside my window need to learn to come to work at 8 LIKE THE REST OF THE PLANET! The weather here is an asshole too. Anyone know a good hitman to give it a swift kick in its front because this grey, cloudy shit is for the birds. Would be great if it was thunderstorming, lightning, and all around scaring the living beejeesies out of me. Alas, it's like it's fucking winter around here and it's starting to affect my hair.
I just got up, CAN YOU TELL?!?!
AND ANOTHER THING. Why does it smell like cigarette smoke in one corner of my bedroom every morning?!?! Only in the mornings and the windows are never open. Rat bastard chain smoking asshole ghosts. Go spook someone else, mkay? Great. Thanks.
Time for me to go fuck up my hair in the shower...