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In Which I Learn To Dial It Down A Notch
Nov. 1st, 2008 09:18 amI set the alarm for 6:45, to catch the 8:10 bus, to get to the gate at 8:47, to be there right when everything opens. Instead:
*zzrk* *snork* *blearily turn towards window*
. o O (hey, it's all grey and cloudy. They promised sun!)
. o O (...WHY IS IT FULL DAYLIGHT)
Because the alarm, though armed and on, did not seem to go off. It is a shiny new iPod docking device with no directions and a wholly-non-intuitive interface; I thought it was set to radio, but there's no way that I can see to confirm that.
I had several minutes of efjdkal;uiewopajfa;jk and then realized the following:
1) I probably needed that much sleep.
2) The parks will still be there at 10:30[1].
A bit in the back of my brain is still gibbering, but I'm attempting to stuff a sock in it.
[1] I did my patented ten-minute-dressing technique in an attempt to make the 9:10 bus, but while sprinting across the complex to catch it, I suddenly realized I did not have my ticket confirmation number.
*zzrk* *snork* *blearily turn towards window*
. o O (hey, it's all grey and cloudy. They promised sun!)
. o O (...WHY IS IT FULL DAYLIGHT)
Because the alarm, though armed and on, did not seem to go off. It is a shiny new iPod docking device with no directions and a wholly-non-intuitive interface; I thought it was set to radio, but there's no way that I can see to confirm that.
I had several minutes of efjdkal;uiewopajfa;jk and then realized the following:
1) I probably needed that much sleep.
2) The parks will still be there at 10:30[1].
A bit in the back of my brain is still gibbering, but I'm attempting to stuff a sock in it.
[1] I did my patented ten-minute-dressing technique in an attempt to make the 9:10 bus, but while sprinting across the complex to catch it, I suddenly realized I did not have my ticket confirmation number.
