Srsly, who is it?

Who keeps gluing my eyes shut?

Not only did I not get up and run this morning, I slept right through the 4:30 alarm and woke up at 6:35. This is a first, I'm sure. So I'm later than usual for work, all the frigging construction workers are stealing all my Secret Street parking, I've had to park miles away and walk up a bit of a hill. Obviously, this is majorly traumatic when you are still asleep and no amount of slapping your own face will bring you round.

I did try secret street, but it was just rammed. I hope they all incur the wrath of Snooty Cow who called the police (the police!) on me becasue she couldn't get her car out of her drive. I wasn't blocking it and I was proper fuming to be called at work by the dibble. Me and her had a right old row in the street. It wasn't pretty. It involved me offering to get her car out for her, since she obviously couldn't drive and there was some throwing of post-it notes.

I've forgotten the milk for my cereal, so no breakfast.

Hopefully, I'll run when I get home this evening.

Fell asleep to a film last night. When I fall asleep watching TV, it often leaves me confused about things. For example, has there ever been a remake of The Wicker Man, starring Nicolas Cage? If there has, it was rubbish. If there hasn't, I've written it in my sleep (and it was rubbish).

Time for more tea.