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([personal profile] cupcake_goth Jul. 7th, 2002 05:17 pm)
Went to a once-a-month gothy-industrial night last night, danced a bit, hung out with friends, got dropped off at home around 2:20am (feeling a bit tipsy). I get cleaned up, crawl into bed, curl up next to The Husband, fall asleep.

I wake up. The dawn chorus of birdies is going strong. The sky is getting light.

I stay awake, for what feels like forever. I finally grab a book from next to the bed, thinking that if I'm awake, I might as well read. The rustle of the book wakes up The Husband.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm awake. I can't fall back to sleep."

"Why don't you go take one of ?"

"Because I drank last night, and was feeling tipsy and wobbly when I came home."

"That was a while ago. Do you know what time it is?"

mornfully "Early."

After being told that it was 6-something AM (!!), I scurried out of bed and took one of the miracle sleepy pills. They're a low dosage, and are only "active" for about 4 hours. Hello Land of Nod! Yaaay!

The Husband wakes me up sometime later. I blink at him, he says "Do you know what time it is?"

"Eleven?"

"Noon."

I would have liked to sleep even longer, but it's probably for the best that I didn't.

And now, off to belly dance class! Hurrah for exercise!
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