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Tuesday, October 14, 2003

listening to: tori, cool on your island (live)

i would like to present you with a tale of woe: renata's night, in one act. all times are in "ish".

11:45 pm: can no longer resist soporific effect of assorted anglo-saxon kings. go to bed.

12:30 am: still haven't fallen asleep. get up to go to bathroom.

12:35 am: return to bed. scrape arm on bedframe.

12:37 am: feel unpleasant sticky sensation. turn on light, discover that apparently scraped arm rather severely, and am bleeding. kind of a lot. frumble a lot, apply bandages. attempt to fall asleep.

some indeterminate time: finally fall asleep.

4:30 am: sit bolt upright in bed, convinced that i have missed my tutorial. look at clock. realize that tutorial doesn't start for another 4 hours. attempt to return to sleep.

5:30 am: hear annoying rap music. discover that it is roommate's alarm clock. her lifeguarding shift apparently starts at 6. once more attempt sleep.

7:30 am: my alarm clock goes off. snooze button is hit.

7:36 am: alarm clock goes off again. snooze button is hit.

7:42 am: alarm clock goes off. i grudgingly get up.

so yeah. the weird thing is that i feel soooo well-rested. as opposed to yesterday, when i had 8 hours of tylenol pm-induced sleep, and was still exhausted. and took two naps. yes.

also, i definitely look like the victim of a very uncoordinated suicide attempt. stupid pointy bedframe.

and now, off to read about cell-signalling. mmm, cell-signalling. (oh, and miriam: i was drinking naked juice. the immune-booster kind. although they're all crazily vitaminized. but that kind is orange-pineapple-banana. and yummy. mm, naked juice.)

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