The last stretch...

This is the last late night of my holidays, and tomorrow will be the last morning to sleep in...
I'm not sure what will be worse, trying to go to sleep early tomorrow night, or getting up at 7am after not falling asleep. I think the real reason I hate working is that I have to get up early, especially when every part of me is insisting I am a night person. You'd think after 2 1/2 years of getting up early would fix me, but it certainly has not. Damn the man.

I visited my mom and the weasel-cat today. We watched 7 episodes of Greg The Bunny, and when I left she said she was probably going to finish the series. I came home, and while knitting, listened to the philosophers commentary on the first two matrix movies. Groovey. G'night. A'ight. (ahhhh-iggit)