So, for the 8th night in succession, I'm staring 4am in the face. Only I'm not even close to falling asleep. So I'm sat here, listening to music (Meat Pie, Sausage Roll, for the record. Provided the inspiration for the title. I'm pretty pleased for it at 4am, tbh)
I have half a bottle of JD that I'm contemplating swigging, see if that sends me. Although I have to get up in less than 3 hours. Might just whack Pro Evo on for a while. Or go on Football Manager. Or lie staring at the ceiling for another few hours. Oh, the choice.
Gonna be in no mood for people tomorrow, so if I seem pissed off with you (if, at all, anyone's reading) then you know what's to blame.
Speaking of tomorrow, I have to get into form at 8.45am. My next (and only) lesson of the day is at 1.35pm. Now, I'm no maths whizz (I used to be, but I digress) but I make that 4 hours and 25 minutes of waiting (form finishes at 9.10am). On top of less than two and a half hours sleep (assuming I sleep in the next 10 minutes)
I am delighted with the title, though. I do amuse myself.
Insert Witty Title Here - bringing you amusing-but-probably-not-as-amusing-as-I'd-like-to-think titles since 2009. (I may make this my sign off thing).
EDIT (Morning after) - I didn't sleep at all. Bully for me. I now feel exhausted.
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