SUNDAY NIGHT
I have tons of bad sleeps, but I think last nights was just tops.
I kept waking up every half hour or so. I mean I woke up A LOT. The last time I remember was around 12:3PM, when I just finally gave up. The first time I woke up was around 5:30 (I fell asleep at 5ish). I always shut my closet doors at night because I can’t sleep with them open at all for some reason. So, the first time I woke up both doors were swung wide open, wider than I even keep them during the day when I am using it.
So I saw that, and knew that I would for sure be having a bad sleep. And yes, low and behold… it was the worst. Other stuff happened during the night, but since no one really belives in that kinda stuff, I won’t bother wasting my time typing about it. The closet doors were enough.
Besides the sleep, my night was good. Christopher and I went to Summerhayes with Alex and Liz. We had some pitchers and wings, came back to my house, watched Kenny vs Spenny, then my long awaited Dexter season 4 premiere. It, of course, was fucking amazing.
