i'm wide awake, it's morning

After climbing down from my bed and laying on the floor for a while, I decided to come to my computer.  It's 7:40 am.  I'm exhausted but can't seem to sleep.  Charlie's party was pretty awesome.  His roommate and him beat a pinata, that was a mini, yummy version of my car, to a pulp.  Sara found the jackpot with the whoppers.  Charlie seemed really happy and that's all that matters.  I love my friends birthdays. It's kind of odd.  I just want people to be happy.  

There's a weird bird outside my window making toooooo much noise!!! And John won't stop coughing.  At least I can't hear bag pipes....yet. Those things are the WORST to wake up to!  The sounds of spring need some getting used to.  Opening my window is like living in a whole new room.  The lesbian across the street with the insane mullet, her husbands truck is reeeaallllly loud.  He leaves for work at 5am. He also backs into my driveway to exit his.  Then, on most saturdays and all sundays the guy next to them practices his bag pipes at around 11am.  This week, it was during the week as well.  There also must be 4 different kinds of birds in the tree outside my window bc A) i hear the weirdest bird noises all the time and B) my car is usually covered in shit.  I'm just glad that i get to sleep with my foot on the window sill.  I didn't get to do that last summer....lets just say i had a 'house guest' who over stayed their welcome.  (Was that good for not naming names or what?)  I guess it's time for me to reclaim my position on the floor, and hopefully I will make it up to my bed sometime soon.  Boo for not being able to sleep.