grouch

I am tired. But there is some kind of party at the art gallery on our mini block. They are playing loud, pounding music.

I want to go to sleep. Grr.

Fuckers.

On an unrelated note, I need to take a picture of myself growling for when I'm posting about something I'm grrful about.

wakey wakey

I set my alarm for 8 hours sleep.

Then I drifted off and had restless dreams about long long trips and staying up way too late before arriving at my destination where I would finally be able to sleep and then trying to sleep at a loud reception rather than getting a real bedroom and bed to sleep in, and trying to make myself some custom made ice cream to eat but continually mixing in not enough so that I end up with a tiny portion when I thought I'd mixed myself a large amount.

Now I feel absolutely miserable. Grouchy, depressed, and nearly as tired as I was when I went to sleep. What I want, with all my heart, is to crawl back into bed and sleep until noon. But there's so much to be done! The question is, can I be useful and productive when I feel like this?

Ugh.