good morning

it's 8am. another hour of sleep would have done me some good. oh well, that's how i've been for the past couple of years. it really doesn't matter what time i go to sleep at cuz i'm always up early. party til 3? up at 8. party hard til 5? up at 9. although it's very rare for that nowadays. i'd almost go as far to say that me and sleep are becoming best frienemies.
plus the cat. oh how i love the cat. he has this cute little habit of coming to my bed around 6 and cuddling up right in my face. it's like i have this dream i'm being adored by my favourite feline. even though i know it's just a ploy for me to get up and feed him. as soon as i move he springs to life and dashes for the kitchen.

i am still thinking about running this morning, but since the weather looks like hell froze over, i'm happy to procrastinate for another day. fuck it!

today i'm off to my friends house to finish painting his place entirely in camouflage. it looks amazing. don't ever get it done lol.