In Which I Start Bitching About My Sleeping Problems Again

I went to bed at 10:30 last night and tossed and turned for ages, in part because I'm excited about my upcoming vacation, but mostly because my body thinks 10:30 is far too early to be going to bed just at the moment. I gotta say, I pretty much agree with it on this point, too. Stupid morning shift.

The last couple of nights, I've had a bunch of odd dreams, most of which I don't really remember but all of which seem to have been at least mildly unpleasant. I woke up after one of them at 6:15 this morning, which was very ugh, but given that I have to be at work at 7:45, it seemed kind of pointless to try and get back to sleep. Sigh. Today's going to be fun. I'm so glad I've signed up for tomorrow off...