So tired.

Tired enough to lose track of myself on the way to work, and get off at the wrong stop.

Tired enough to sign an email, “Mwf.”

Tired enough to require small hydraulic lifts to keep my eyes open.

Tired enough to be on my fourth cup of coffee and feel NOTHING.

We were up a little late last night, listening to music, eating ice cream, watching Alias DVD gag reels and generally harassing one another. And while I can usually stay up pretty late without repercussions, I think my body is finally starting to object to my habits:

WE ARE NO LONGER 25. WHERE IS THE BED?

This random and nerdy behaviour followed a really lovely dinner out with Eric (even though we had a showdown as to who would get to order the paella and ate the most garlic-laden hummus on the face of the earth and also? I looked like a vagrant in my damp, rolled-up jeans and sketch hair.

Fortunately, Eric did not point and laugh.)

He is going home today, and that’s a good thing, since he’s really annoying.

I’M KIDDING.

No, we’ll miss him (WAAAAAAAHHH), but I’ve also radically neglected my laundry and cleaning and general life maintenance to take on the “San Diego party lifestyle” for a week. I actually wore the same shirt twice without washing it the other day, and that NEVER happens to Captain OCD (yes, I know washing things too often is bad for them. SO BE IT.)

Besides having the Eric about, I’ll miss being a part of Catherine’s nocturnal angst. When I would accidentally brush by her in her sleep (on a futon on the floor in my bedroom during Eric’s stay) or come into the room after she’d gone to bed, or even just move on my bed, she would thrash violently and make horrified noises and grimace in disgust.

It’s honestly one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen, and she never remembers it in the morning. OR SO SHE SAYS.

I should start sleep pinching people. “What, I WASN’T AWAKE!”

Anyway, I’m too mentally garbled to offer much of value for now, but I do have some invasive and personal questions for you to answer!

YAY!

1. Do you do anything weird in your sleep?
2. What is your favourite word today?
3. If you could choose one smell to smell right now, what would it be?
4. Last three songs that played on any musical device you own?
5. How is the summer treating you?
6. Does the term “lunchmeat” horrify you, too?
7. Why do I keep smashing off my big toenail in random incidents?