Alarm went off a half-hour ago. I always set it for way earlier than I can realistically get up. And then I snooze until I absolutely have to get up. It’s silly. I need to just set the damn thing for when I really need to get up.
The stillness and quiet of the early morning makes blogging feel trite and unimportant. It feels wrong to have my computer in bed.
Also? I have absolutely nothing to say.
Last night, I was spilling over with post ideas, dying for Blogorama ’09 to begin.
Now? I just want more sleep.