as i have done today.
well, the "waking" bit anyway.

turns out, i'm back to the 10-4.30(6) shift on fridays.

good news: i can go out on thursday nights, such as i did last night.

bad news: i wish someone had told me i was on the 10-4.30(6) seeing as how i have shorted myself sleep, jacked myself up on caffeine, drove the 7 miles at ferocious speeds, turned on the lights, made more coffee, turned on the ovens, awakened the dishwasher and left a few sharpie-on-parchment-square notes around the kitchen... as though i were on the "wake&bake."

so now i'm up. i'm at home. all is quiet. i could watch the sunrise, i suppose... but i'm out of fags and the convenient-my-arse stores within the immediate neighbourhood don't open until 7, so that's not really a viable option.

re-watch crap, gay cinema sent by netflix? maybe, but i'd probably fall into one of those ill-sleeps.

and perusing dodgy hook-up sites can only hold my attention so long. not to mention, what freaks are on at 5.30 in the morning? [myself in present context, excluded.]