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rena_librarianNico and I sat up last night finishing season three of Lost (I had still never watched the finale, because of something that I knew happened, but that's an entry in and of itself once I talk to Shelly), and it was about 4 AM when we finished. He wanted to use the computer (aka keep staying up) so he asked if he should wake me, and I told him if he was up and didn't hear me up and around by 20 to 8 he should probably wake me up.
Well, he DID end up tapping on my door and telling me I had to be at work in about 20 minutes, lol. (As it turns out the snooze alarm went off while I was getting ready so I probably would have only been like 10 minutes late, tops, but still, it was good he was there.) So I threw my clothes on and was downstairs within about 10 minutes.
Nico: "God, you really do get ready faster than snot."
Me: "Yeah, that's what comes of picking out your outfit the night before."
Nico: "Wow, you're a dork."
Me: "Am not." (Well, okay, I AM, but not because of THAT.)
Nico: "Great. Well, sleepy time."
Me: "Yeah, okay. Wake you up when I get home?"
Nico: "Uh, maybe?"
Me: "...?"
Nico: "Nudge me, and if I swear, the answer is no."
So...um...the point is...I get ready quickly? Lol. (Maybe you had to be there.)
Incidentally, somewhere between watching four episodes of Lost on a night when you end up getting seven hours of sleep altogether (I took a nap from like, 9 'til when Nico got home from work), eating Oreos, and getting the last bit of said sleep in a 2.5 hour bracket, there is something conducive to really freaky dreams. Not BAD, just freaky.
YAY LUNCHTIME.
Well, he DID end up tapping on my door and telling me I had to be at work in about 20 minutes, lol. (As it turns out the snooze alarm went off while I was getting ready so I probably would have only been like 10 minutes late, tops, but still, it was good he was there.) So I threw my clothes on and was downstairs within about 10 minutes.
Nico: "God, you really do get ready faster than snot."
Me: "Yeah, that's what comes of picking out your outfit the night before."
Nico: "Wow, you're a dork."
Me: "Am not." (Well, okay, I AM, but not because of THAT.)
Nico: "Great. Well, sleepy time."
Me: "Yeah, okay. Wake you up when I get home?"
Nico: "Uh, maybe?"
Me: "...?"
Nico: "Nudge me, and if I swear, the answer is no."
So...um...the point is...I get ready quickly? Lol. (Maybe you had to be there.)
Incidentally, somewhere between watching four episodes of Lost on a night when you end up getting seven hours of sleep altogether (I took a nap from like, 9 'til when Nico got home from work), eating Oreos, and getting the last bit of said sleep in a 2.5 hour bracket, there is something conducive to really freaky dreams. Not BAD, just freaky.
YAY LUNCHTIME.
