Why is it that every time I go to sleep early, I wake up like three or four hours later starving and energized? I went to sleep at like fucking eleven, and then I woke up at 2, and now I’m eating because my stomach was growling too much to ignore. WTF?
I’m supposed to be awake-awake in like five or six hours for our trip to the Botanical Gardens, and now, I’m going to be falling on my face all through our three-year anniversary.
Oh BTW today is me and Cyn’s three year anniversary. So at least there’s that to smile about non-stop today. :)











