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When I woke up the first time this morning it was 8:10 and I sat straight up, going, "No, it can't really be 8:10! I have to leave for work in 10 minutes! Why didn't I set my alarm?" And then I sat there for another minute or two trying to work out why my alarm wasn't set. The thought that it might be Saturday occurred to me first, but that didn't make any sense, because I knew I had to go to work.
It took a few minutes to convice myself that it really is Saturday and I really didn't have to go to work.

The second time I woke up was around 10, and this time I woke up with a voice in my head telling me that if I have a daughter I'll have to do her hair, and oh my god, I can't even do my own hair. Now. First and foremost, I'm not currently with child. There are other steps that I'd like to take first, and as I'm not even currently with -boyfriend-, it's not an event that's on the horizon. But second and, uh, secondmost, um, what? That doesn't even make sense. So I lolled around in bed for another hour.

Now I'm having my usual laundry dilemma, in which my neighbors have not removed their stuff from the washing machine for -hours-. If it was my stuff they'd totally take it out, but I am so completely paranoid about doing that. If I had even a hint of something to do tonight, I'd be really, really annoyed. As it stands right now, though, I'm just allowed to be irritated.

I need to move my car, but it's raining.