No Rest For The Wicked

I have been awake since 10:30 on Wednesday. It is now 3-something on Friday. Why the lack of sleep?

Blame Ikasu.

I had to work Wednesday night. And, thanks to the wonderful intervention of Fam, I was unable to pack beforeheand due to a lack of suitcase. So I got home at midnight, typed an e-mail, packed, and cleaned my room, then finally went to bed at 2:30 AM Thursday morning. I was due to be at the airport at 6.

Well. I was juuuuust drifting off around 3 AM when I notice the lights going on in the kitchen. Thanks to the damn glass wall every time lights go on in there my room lights up, too. I roll over sleepily to ignore it, but then I am jolted to full alertness by this CLANKING. And it hits me: Fam is unloading the dishwasher. At freaking 3AM. I got up, opened the door, and told her to stop. Fairly politely, for me, since I hate being woken up involuntarily above all other things. I said "I just fell asleep. Could you not bang the dishes around and maybe read a book or something?" She replied "I can't sleep." I say "Neither can I. Go figure. But see, I want to."

So then she goes off to do something moderately less loud, and I am left to be wide awake and completely freaking out about 'meeting' so many new people. I fall back asleep at 4 and catnap for an hour. Back fully awake at five, then more partial sleep until the alarm goes off at 6.

Off to the airport. I would have slept on the plane, but I was on a dual-propeller 10-seater hell-thing that whined too loudly for me to even be able to hear my mp3 player.

And of course I couldn't sleep during the day. There were people to meet and hang out with and torment an stuff.

And then the night, yeah, you'd think I could, but my last roommmate comes in at 4AM and he wants us to be awake to help him find stuff just in case. Stuff being the room.

And I have to be at the airport at 6AM to get Baron.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.