Busy Bee

And I screw it up again. Finally, last night, I came in contact with something that could pass for decent sleeping hours. I dozed and waited for the installation to be done, from midnight till 1.30, and went to bed to proceed in the land of Z's, and ended up sleeping another 10 hours. Catching up with my pillow. And then I decided not to help closing tonight, I'd leave at 2 after cleaning, and avoid being trapped alone with mom and the jerk.

Then I figured I'd go to bed, and get up at a decent hour tomorrow. We're now passing 4.30, and I'm not the least bit tired. I'm restless as all hell.

But then again, the weirdness of sleep between monday and tuesday, is sure to have fucked up my rythm for the week. Entertaining as it was, looking back at it the next day. Finally getting to bed early, being woken up after a couple of hours by the tossing and turning of another slave to insomnia. Spending at least an hour on falling back asleep, only to be woken up an hour later, by being pressed flat against the mattress by something you're too sleepy to really understand at first. Realizing you have person laying flat on top of you, trapping you under the covers and talking about breakfeast. Trying to make your brain wake up and respond to the very sweet gesture of someone asking what you want from the bakery.

Eating breakfeast at 6 am, wrapped up in the covers you brought with you from the bed to the couch, cause it's cold and you're still not nearly rested enough. Deciding to read a bit, and then falling asleep again on the couch. Waking up to a, to you, stranger standing in the middle of the room, talking to the inhabitant about pregnant not-pregnant snakes and singstar.

I have to say, that last bit was just odd to wake up to XD I still support the suggestion of Mambo No. 5.

Anyhow. Project "Borrow Flemming and install WoW to have entertainment for the next two weeks' time" totally flopped. It has taken me about 15 hours, all in all, to install and then run updates, only to find out the amount of RAM in the damn thing DID have a solid effect. There's only memory enough to last about 10 minutes, and that includes a LOT of cough-ups from the poor old bastard. I COULD run ten minutes, reboot, run ten minutes, reboot.. And so on. However, that tends to become a nuisance. So maybe I'll just use this thing for FB and MSN and blogging, and keep the WoWing to the "noise-hall full of guys not used to seeing such a mysterious creature as a girl". Also known as the netcafé.

I'm proud of something that happened tonight! It's very random and idiotic, but there's this regular at the bar who's been teaching me some basics in dancing, and so far I've sucked big time. I keep overthinking the steps and trying to take the lead (what a surprise, eh?), and when he tells me to stop thinking, I step on his feet in stead. HOWEVER! Tonight, he just grabbed me out of nowhere, and I followed his lead, not thinking about where I put my feet, just sensing where he put his, and I managed!! Yay! (I still do turns in the wrong direction, but I'll get there!)

Saturday evening will be the big christmas lunch afterparty. The Bat and I won't arrive till after the dining, and come to think of it, we might arrive seperately, for once. But either way, I'm suspecting there will be drunken people by the time we get there. Very drunken people. The last time I attended one of these things, I was met in the door by the host, who informed me he had just mooned the guests, and then sauntered off to his bedroom, where he slept soundly to the next morning. I'm thinking that, if people are too drunk to be around, I'll convince the Bat to go to The Rock with me. I miss going out, that being to places that doesn't resemble the place I work.

Besides, an evening dressed in leather from top to toe, ought to be more fun outside the confines of a crowded 2-room apartment.

Hmm, what to do tomorrow. Maybe drag the snake-tamer to the movies, for the CORRECT movie, this time XD Sappy lovestory with Merryl Streep, no thank you. Vampiremovie, yes please.

Night, little ones.