I had a rare late night for a “school” night last night. (I still think of Monday nights as school nights even though I’ve been out of school for nearly 13 years now.) When I got home, I watched Battlestar Galactica and then I watched The Road To Bali. While doing that, I was chatting via IM with kruppenheimer for a while, keeping her from doing her work.

Then I was on the phone with Andy for a while. Then a short video chat with rubysnina. Then I had to pack my lunch. By the time I was finished with everything, it was 9:30, an hour later than I normally get to bed. But I wasn’t ready to go to sleep. I put on some music and played Solitaire for a while and before I knew it, it was 10:30. I tried sleeping at that point, but just tossed and turned until sometime after 11.

Nights like that are annoying because the later it gets, the more I think to myself, okay, less than five hours of sleep, and now less than four hours of sleep. I toss and turn.

I woke up at 4:24 this morning, less than a minute before my alarm goes off and I hate that. (Usually I wake up about 5 minutes before my alarm goes off.) I hate hearing the sound of my alarm and I had to rush to shut it off before it went off. I pulled myself out of bed wishing it was already Wednesday.