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(1) My comedy class went late and I stayed up an hour past my bedtime.
(2) An old college friend (who I haven't seen much this last year) called right before bed to say she is in the third stage of alcoholism. You simply can't tell someone: "Yeah, excuse me... aaah... don't take this the wrong way, but it's my bedtime.... could we maybe talk about your life crippling battle tomorrow?"
(3) Huge, echoing thunderous claps woke me up and kept me awake. I was so mad I had to get up and look out my window to know who I could blame: the local train company or the clouds. Unfortunately, it was God and his clouds, so I guess I'll let this one slide.Posted by hans1995 at June 24, 2005 9:00 AM | TrackBack