To go to bed, perchance to FUCKING SLEEP!!!!

[azurelunatic]

Crashed out around 1:30, 2-ish, as my Pretty's phone had done that thing where it cuts out after perhaps more than two hours of stimulating, amusing and delightful conversation. (Damn batteries/signal/whatever-it-was-this-time!)

Attempted to sleep.

First, the bed was falling apart. Then, it was far too hot. Then, eris_raven and shammash had to declare it Mosh Night, with the intervening door between them declared the target to mosh into. I shooed her out with ill grace. I woke up to the sound of screeching from the living room; evidently she was getting fought with in a way that either did not appeal to her, or appealed to her too much. With cussing and hissing, I shooed her into my room.

There was, then, more moshing, and I let her out, even less happily. Gasping tearless, frantic sobs, I turned on the fan. Why couldn't I sleep? Why were they not letting me? This was horrible!

And, of course, I fell asleep, only to be awakened at an unseemly hour by someone with a jackhammer, right outside my window.

This had to have been 7:00.

I looked.

Sure enough, a fucking jackhammer. Removing a lamp post. Right outside my window.

Fuckit.

I went back to sleep despite the noise.

When the phone rang two hours later, that was just the icing, and the little cherry-with-coconut-sprinkles on that was the fact that there was no one at the other end, and it was unknown name/number on the caller ID...

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[sithjawa.livejournal.com]

I decided it was best not to call you back when the number on my cell was your house line and it was 2 am.

Both of us should have been asleep, anyway. What with me having to be awake shortly the time of your unseemly jackhammer...

[azurelunatic]

Our apartment is so small that cellphone and house line would be equally loud, did I still have a cellphone that was active.

We are also used to callers at unseemly hours.