It's not even 9:30 in the AM, and I am brighteyed and cheerful. How can this be? Well, because I passed out at like 2:30 last night, because I was also up ridiculously early yesterday. This is an unsettling trend. An hour too early this week, and before I know it, I'll be complaining about being up past my bedtime at like 7:30. Perhaps tonight, I'll force myself to stay up till 4am, just because.

Actually, that's kind of a dumb idea. Look at me, here. I'm writing and stuff. When I stay up late, I get more of a chance to socialize with everyone I know, but I really do accomplish a lot more when I live La Vida Morning.

And I'm not one of those hardcore morning people, at least not yet. I'm a mid-to-late morning person. You always hear about morning people vs. night people as if those were the only two options. Either you go to bed around 5 am, or you get up then. Leave it to me to be something entirely new.

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My home is clean. Actually, it's not. I straightened up some yesterday, so it's not disgusting, but there's kipple absolutely everywhere. I swear, I used to have tables around here somewhere. But, it's comfortable.

A bunch of people on the message board I'm spending far too much time on were posting pictures of their living rooms yesterday, and I realized something. I appreciate the effort that goes into a tastefully decorated and perfectly maintained home, but it's just not for me. Those kinds of places make me a little nervous, actually. I'm always afraid I'm going to spill something.

A long time ago, my cousin Anne descibed my apartment as "it looks just like a dorm room." This was waaay back when I lived in Milwaukee, and I've got slightly better furniture now, but I think the comparison would still hold.

None of my furniture matches, and 90% is from thrift stores. But, it's all comfy. There's an overstuffed bookshelf in the corner. The entertainment center is slowly being overrun with origami. There's a penguin on my telly. There are toys and shiny things everywhere, and a purring cat.

I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this, but I really should wrap it up and get ready for work. Give me a minute.

I'm becoming a morning person, but not a scary one, so that's ok. I'm getting more inclined to pick up after myself, and overall, my home is exactly what I want it to be. Goooo, me!

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