sleep, where art thou?
So, after a long week of work, I am usually looking forward to getting a long nights rest. “Long” meaning something more than six hours of sleep. However, it seems I have my body trained so well to wake up after only six hours of sleep that even on Saturday mornings I can’t sleep in. This morning I popped awake promptly at 8 am after almost exactly six hours of sleep. I really wanted to sleep more, but I couldn’t. 
I guess the good thing about it is that my Saturday will be even longer!
Jess’ parents are in town this weekend. I’ll probably be hanging out with them quite a bit, and on Sunday we’re going to Teatro Zinzanni for dinner. They don’t allow photography during the show, but if I have my flash off how will they know? I’ll have some pics after I go.
September 1, 2003 at 5:28 am
yeah, i’m totally feeling that this morning. It’s my first day off in two and half weeks. I usually wake up at 5:45…by 6:45 I woke up because all my muscles were cramping up saying, ‘girlie! it’s time to get moving! we’re supposed to be working right now!” Lame lame lame.