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My roommate this quarter is lovely, and I like her a lot. But. We operate on very, very different sleep schedules. As in, I get back from rehearsals and productions meetings and whatnot sometime between 10:30 and 11 pm, with a fair bit of homework to do before I go to bed, and she's already asleep. Which means I have to use my desk light, which isn't too great, so I'm squinting at my laptop screen and trying to do my readings in this painful half-light, and this week I've just been giving up on work and going to sleep without finishing everything because it makes my eyes hurt.
It's 11:30. I got home 45 minutes ago. She was asleep. I've been trying to work for 45 minutes, but I still have a crapload of Freud to read and a one-page response to write up, and I've given up on finishing my reading for another course.
Lovely girl. But damn, now I know I really can't live with someone who goes to bed early.
It's 11:30. I got home 45 minutes ago. She was asleep. I've been trying to work for 45 minutes, but I still have a crapload of Freud to read and a one-page response to write up, and I've given up on finishing my reading for another course.
Lovely girl. But damn, now I know I really can't live with someone who goes to bed early.