I fucking hate my sleep issues.
I went to bed when I was tired, last night, at about 7:30PM.
Woke up at a quarter to 1AM.
Spent FOUR AND THREE QUARTERS OF AN HOUR trying to get the fuck back to sleep. With spotty results.
Take a guess when I felt tired enough to sleep?
Yes, folks. Five FUCKING SECONDS after my morning alarm went off.
I thought I was done with this noise. Nope. It's come back and it's bit me in the arse. So today, I have to do everything I can to stay awake until my normal bedtime.
Which, in my case, involves heart-stopping amounts of caffeine. And a lot of cursing because all my boundaries are down.
Today is going to SUCK.
But I might be entertaining in the process, so there's that alleged advantage to consider.