4 AM Dammit.

I shouldn't be up right now, but I am. As I type this, it's 4:30 in the morning. I should be so very, very asleep.

But, I was dreaming, yet again.

And I was dreaming to the point...ok, ever have one of those dreams? You're...wandering, for lack of a better word, and you just know you're waiting for the Good Part to happen?

And, as far as I know, most people wake up at the good part. Except for me, apparently. Because I was dreaming, and the realization just hit me, in said dream, that the Good Part was just about to begin.

And *pow*. My body tore itself awake. Nothing horrible, just...I was dreaming, it was good, and I needed that. But, instead I'm awake, with my blood pounding against the insides of my veins. And I had gotten an early bedtime, to boot.

Dammit.

9 AM Dammit.

And the kicker, from my last post? WHen I finally forced myself back to sleep around 5:30 AM, I started dreaming.

And the same exact thing happened. Not the exact same situation as the last dream, but a similiar concept. WOke up the exact same way, at roughly the exact same point.

So, all the extra sleep I was supposed to get before gaming tonight by going to bed around 11:30 last night is down the toilet. Dammit.