nitwit

according to the clock on my laptop, it's 735am. i should still be asleep, but thanks to the holiday we call 'labor day' and a nitwit, i'm up.

i'm not annoyed at the garbage men for picking the trash up on a morning when i'd rather be sleeping, i'm used to it so i'm generally pretty good at falling back asleep. like most areas i've lived, if there is a holiday, trash gets bumped a day, and friday is our usual day. so a few times a year, garbage is picked up on saturday. it's worse in the summer because i'll have a window open (my problem this morning), but then they go away and i'll doze off.

this morning however, they came a little later than usual (45-60 mins later) and just as i was dozing back into blissful slumber, my phone rings. so i groggily reach for it and make a vain attempt at recognizing the caller, but as i'm also on call this weekend, if someone else in the department calls me, it might be their number.

so i answer it only to have someone ask me if linda is here. so in a very groggy voice, i reply, no, wrong number. he did at least say he was sorry. and i spend the next 10 mins trying to fall back asleep. didn't happen and rather than try and force myself to go back to sleep, i am now up.

tired.

groggy.

and annoyed. this will pass, but for the moment, i'm annoyed.

the only saving grace is that the pager didn't go off at some ungodly hour. i should be mostly safe for the rest of the day now. mostly.

(points to someone who picks up that modified reference. now i'm less annoyed.)