Just home from a late night Tim Horton's run with Jamie. I'm quite tired but I have a hard time falling asleep whilst sharing a room with my little sister.
I'm not adjusting well to the fact that the rest of the world is back at school or work and must retire to bed at a decent hour. I'm doing school and work but I'm still on the late night schedule. For the most part I don't get to see or talk to anyone outside of Allison and my coworkers.
To kill some time at this late hour I'm burning Marty a very random CD. She sent me over a list of songs she wants and it ranges from Uncle Kracker to Crosby, Stills and Nash to Fleetwood Mac to Maren Ord. That girl is random personified.
I managed to score a gmail account. Who wants to send me mail there so I can play with the features and waste some more late nighttime? nicsquires@gmail.com ..... at least I think that's what it is.
I just had a wave of exhaustion sweep over me. I need to capitalize on this. It's the only way I'll get any sleep.
Nicole