Sunday, November 14, 2010

Whargharble

It is late, and I am the sleepiest, but I cannot go to sleep yet. I was about to go to bed, I was brushing my teeth and everything, when a random girl that I have not met before keyed into my room. And then some other girls carried my roommate in, who was passed out drunk, and placed her on my bed. After a bit of a shuffle as things got moved around and water was placed and trash cans were prepared, they left me to watch her. She passed out in the hallway, or something like that.

So now, here I sit, incredibly sleepy, tasked with the job of watching my roommate sleep. I can't go to sleep until I am certain that she will be fine through the night. I'm not sure how to keep myself awake for the next couple of hours. I'm too tired to do anything productive, so homework is out, as is working on my NaNoWriMo. I don't think I'll be able to focus long enough to draw something, and I don't want to watch a movie because I'm trying to listen to her breathing and make sure it is still happening. I might play some Minecraft, but I get the feeling I am just going to do something stupid in that game, too.

Or maybe I'll just stare at the computer screen blankly for a couple hours. Yeah, that seems good, too.