Hello, insomnia! I guess physical exhaustion wasn't enough to override first-day jitters and allow me a good night's sleep. I had trouble falling asleep in the first place, and then around 5 AM I woke up for no good reason. But I rebelled, and stayed in bed, because getting up that early when you don't have to is just so very wrong. By the time my alarm went off I'd managed to drift into that weird sleep-wake limbo where you're not quite fully either. Oh! And to top it off? My back hurts again! [kermit]Yaaaaaay![/kermit]

Feh. Suddenly it matters that it's Monday, and I remember that Mondays suck ass.

But it was nice to wake up to a clean, unstinky abode. Though I just noticed all these water spots on my sofa where I used the steam cleaner to take care of the cat pee (and that sentence alone should make you understand why making Niblet an outside kitty has been considered on more than one occasion), so, drat. But better water stains than pee stains. The sofa's cordouroy, maybe I just need to run a brush over it or something to fluff it back up. We'll see.

Being that I was not really asleep when my alarm went off, I actually got up with the first alarm (instead of an hour later, which is usually how many snooze button hits it takes me to realize that the noise coming from this little screaming contraption means that I'm supposed to get up now), and so I find myself with time to write before class. So that's good. Because (and if you're keeping up with Perfect World, you'll care) I have no idea how everybody's gonna get past Adam, so extra time to work on that problem is good to have.