The bad side is me constantly nagging about either it being dirty or having no electricity. The good thing is, since I'm constantly at work I hardly ever see them to nag (I bet they love that).
Lately, even though I've been doing the same amount of hours I usually do, I feel like I'm constantly working. At the moment it seems to be all work and no play. I wake up, go to work, work, come home, go to bed and repeat cycle. No time to socialise outside of work, no time to go food shopping and no time to myself. It really is quite depressing.
So yesterday, before I went to work, I bumped into Sian, who said to me "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages". In retrospect, the last time we saw each other was last Thursday so it wasn't that long ago, but still, that's not the point!
Then, I got to finish work a whole 2 hours early and by time I got home, Keith was still up. So as we were speaking he had told me Sian spent the whole day in Glasgow (eh?) and that I was never here and some of the stories he told me - "oh you were at work"
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| What a pretty picture we make - but why am I the only drunk looking one? |
Another conversation we seem to have is about our flat night out. Our last one happened unexpectedly so it wasn't an "official" flat night out. So the conversation would go "How about Friday?" "I'm working" "Saturday?" "I'm working" and so on. But when it came to my day off, they would have something on. We could've had it this Friday but someone has the cheek to turn 21!
So I've decided to make a change. I'm gonna get rid of sleeping.
I mean, not completely of course cause I would completely die of exhaustion and that's just silly! No, my plan is get completely buzzed on coffee or anything caffeine related and get a couple of hours sleep and then wake up and start living my life. Sleeping in such a waste of time, I could be doing something more productive than being unconscious for 7 or more hours
Good plan eh? I know I'll probably end up looking like a zombie turn into a monster and have worse mood swings than I already do but I'll be able to see my flatmates more. They'll probably get so sick of me they'll end up drugging me (I wouldn't put it past them either!) just to get some peace. I wonder what the symptoms of sleep deprivation is... *Looks up*
Damn it! Can't at least one of my plans go right? But in most master plans, sacrifices have to be made I guess...
How long do you think I can last without murdering anyone?
I'd give me a week
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