phones. bah.

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I hate when this happens. It means I have to delete stuff.

My phone is either the bane of my existence or the greatest thing ever. Funny how it can never be a happy medium. Sometimes phones are good for things like people calling to remind you to do things. Or being other people's alarms. Last semester, my brother and I had this system where where he would wake me up because he's two hours ahead of me and didn't have to get up early to do it. So he would text me every morning at 9 or 9:30 so that I would be up by 7 or 7:30. Then he got his phone stolen at one of his track meets, so we dropped our system. A couple of days ago, he decided to pick it up again. Without warning. I didn't mind it too much because I still need to get up about the same time but not quite as early, and I always stay up too late, so morning usually comes before I'm ready, but then he decided that calling me would be okay. I don't need to be awake until closer to 8 and if he calls at 7 it's a good day. I hung up on him the first morning. He texted me and expressed his displeasure with that one. I'm sure I told him that I didn't care and he should leave me alone. It's a darn good thing he's not easily offended. I also have this strange curse of waking up at 6AM. Every morning. No reason. I just wake up. I groan and roll over and try to go back to sleep. It might have worked, but then my brother called. Of course. Then as soon as I ignored that call, he follows up with a stream of text messages asking me "What's up?" "Why didn't you answer your phone?" "hey! wake up!" etc. I wanted to hang him. He's lucky he lives in another state. He forgets we'll be in the same house in just over a week. He's so dead. Especially because when I told him that was not ok, he laughed at me. He asked why I was out so late, I explained the graduation in Logan, he said, "Haha. Wow. Life of the party." I didn't go to bed til something like 2, I was exhausted, and he, because of my phone, woke me up super early. So at work, I walk in and the first words out of my mouth, Erica says, "Wow. Somebody's sassy today." I don't even remember what I said. I'm a little worried about what happens when I'm sleep deprived. Rich was just singing his re-written version of Justin Timberlake's "What Goes Around" with something about institutional verifications. Bobbi walked by and said, "Alyssa, let's take your longboard off a short pier." When I said, "I feel great about that," she said, "We could pull a Thelma and Louise" (and then proceeded to explain it to me. I didn't catch the reference...)

I need to take a nap. And I'll think about turning off my phone, but I probably won't.