Not that I don't put my sleepless hours to go use..., no, I do, I really really do. At one am, I found out a friend of mine had eloped and gotten married. So I posted on their walls, the posted on mine, then tweeted till i yawned and thought okay maybe sleep was just late, but no, this was one of those whammys the sleep fairy does, yawning but no sleep.
Exactly how does one right whatever wrong they did to the great sleep fairy?? I would really like to know.
When i finally did get my eyes to stay shut i had the same frustrating dream I have been having for the last month. I can honestly say without a shadow of a doubt when i finally dob get married again its going to be cake cause I've walked that damn aisle so many nights I could get married in my sleep. Haha, i made a funny...
The same question is always there. When will it be my turn? Quite litteraly ALL of my friends have now found their true love. A has A, D has S, L has P, B has D, M has V, and P has J. Okay theres one more to go as far as friends are concerned but all of my girlfriends are with someone now. When will it be my turn? I really liked a guy in NJ but i was too shy to talk to him and then i moved.
I know I'm whining but I'm tired so I can be forgiven. I just need to get the kids off to school. Then I can catch two hours of sleep. I have no problem sleeping at eight am but for the life of me sleeping during night hours escapes me.
On the other hand life with my sims is going well, my mother is in college and since my dad never went to college i denied his sim the chance to go which sent him into a SPIRALING depression. I really should be ashamed of myself but watching the man sit on the floor crying and babbling was just too poetic.
I just need to graduate my mom from college and get her to keet my dad and then close my eye until i hear the baby chime and we should be okay.
Is it eight am yet? Are they gone?? Can i go to sleep? Crap its only seven. Time moved much faster when i got up at six thirty and they got up at seven. Now in interest of actually making the school bus before they have to run for it, i get them up at six thirty meaning i have to rise at six fifteen. Oddly i remember getting myself up and dressed when i was J's age. At what age do your kids not need you to supervise so that they dont try to leave the house looking like various versions of Buckwheat??
Did I happen to mention I was sleepy? Yeah I did. So I'm going to sign off and go supervise although Lord knows I am in no shape to do so...
Single and blogging is yawning and feeling like a petulant child right now...
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