Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo

it came to my realization last night that for this entire quarter, friday is going to be the ONLY day that i can fully sleep in, the only day that i can allow my body as much slumber as it requests.

i realized this as i was lying in bed at 530 am, unable to sleep.

i went to sleep around 11, looking forward to a night filled with odd dreams and innocent slumber.

- i was kept awake from midnight to 2 am while a group of people were setting off fireworks in the park directly behind my apartment window.

- i was kept awake from 4 to 6 am from roommates slamming doors.

now, they weren't SLAMMING them, per se. you see, when they leave their bedroom, if they allow it to close by itself, it closes with a resounding BOOM, much like it had been mini-slammed. whenever this happens, it completely resounds in my room across the hall, almost as if they had slammed my own door, or if it had come from within my room. what need on earth they had in order to go in and out of their bedroom THAT MANY TIMES within those hours is beyond me. i realized they had guests here (which is also a mini peeve, but i won't go into that now), which wasn't the issue - i could barely hear the guests, but whenever i would FINALLY be almost to sleep again, i would hear the door BOOM shut, not only waking, but also scaring the bejeezers out of me.

i was on the verge of actually getting up and YELLING (yes, actually YELLING), which is a major feat for me, because once i'm in bed, it will take a LOT to get me back out of bed, such is the laziness that smarms over me once i'm under my GIR comforter. it also takes me a lot to actually get to the point where i'm angry enough to yell. and i mean a LOT. (which is also why i didn't call the police for the fireworks people. instead, i lay there and mentally proclaimed "YOU WATCH OUT!! YOU'RE SO LUCKY I DON'T HAVE MY PHONE UP HERE!!! AND THAT I DON'T KNOW THE NUMBER TO THE POLICE DEPARTMENT THAT ISN'T 911!!! YOU ARE SO LUCKY!!" so instead of getting up and actually doing something about it, i mumbled evil words like 'jerks' and 'hose-wads' under my breath, as i tried to console myself with the thought that either a) one of the neighbors certainly would take care of this for me, and b) if i actually went to find the number and actually called the police, surely the hosers would run out of fireworks before the police ever arrived.

which is what i said even right up to the 2 hour mark.

so i made up for my interrupted night of sleep by sleeping until 1130, much later than i normally would do, waking with not really enough time to accomplish anything before having to leave for work.

but after realizing that fridays are my only mornings of Perfect Sleep In, methinks i'm going to become MUCH bitchier about it being interrupted.

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