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the awful truth

aside from the fact that it makes me nearly impossible to live with, i've just realised that insomnia makes me a pretty horrible person all-around.

it's too hot in my apartment. i can't get comfortable. i find that the longer i lie here in bed, the further i am getting from sleep. [i was sleepy when i got here.]

how am i dealing with this? by tormenting poor simon, who is simply trying to sleep on my legs, tickling him to wake him up and subjecting him to the horrors of flash photography.

by comparison, blaring bad music at dom doesn't seem so bad anymore, does it?
"why?"

Comments

Biba said…
Oh, poor Simon... ;)
flora_mundi said…
To be fair, Simon has LOTS of experience keeping me awake, but he's just so adorable that he gets away with it...
Biba said…
Have you seen this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0ffwDYo00Q
flora_mundi said…
I love Simon's Cat! And, yes, I think my kitties do all of those things when they want to eat. Or just for the fun of seeing me wake up confused and wondering what hit me...

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