lady

i liked the way the server remembered me at dinner the other night.

my sleeping patterns are erratic. the past few nights i've been up until 3:30am/4am. last night when jeffrey came to visit me i KO'd before 11pm. i sleep so much better when he's next to me. we really do sleep in different intervals though. boourns. today i worked another unexpectedly long day: 11a-8p. i don't like getting in there early because it's likely i'll work a 12 hr day. tonight i napped from about 10pm-12:30am, in and out with phone calls with my rover and am still slightly wide awake. i want to take a shower but there's a dead moth on the floor and i cannot touch it, and i think my roommates are already in bed so i don't know what to do. i can't even pee, it's right where i'd put my feet. maybe it's my grandpa. don't they represent those no longer here? i don't know what to do, so i'll just sit here with phoenix's 1901 on repeat until i devise the perfect plan.

i love and hate that my days/weeks/months are so planned out. cleaning my room at day break.