White Rabbit Syndrome
I'm feeling a little tired this morning.
After spending most of the day yesterday cleaning the house from top to bottom (skirting boards included!), my back was killing and I was wiped out.
So I did took the sensible option and took myself off to bed (after Australian Idol of course - and wasn't that a waste of time?!).
And read all of First Among Sequels by Jasper Fforde.
It was pretty good. I'm a happy little fangirl...
Of course, this morning I was loath to wake up, seeing as I ain't Maggie Thatcher, and I can't function on 4 hours sleep. I'm an 8-a-night kind of girl. So when I was woken by MrB's alarm at 6am, I decided to take another sensible option and fall straight back asleep.
So as to not oversleep I very sensibly decided to take the precaution of sending a footnoterphone message to my sleeping self, reminding me when to wake up. I even mentioned this to MrB as I drifted back into slumber - I vaguely recall the 'WTF are you mumbling about Actonb?' response.
*lovely sleeping interlude*
*lovely long sleeping interlude*
Erm, unfortunately I didn't receive the message. This seriously confused me, as it seemed perfectly logical to me when I was asleep. There must have been a problem with reception...
Or, of course, it could have something to do with the fact that footnoterphone technology isn't as advanced as I thought. And it has no possibility of being advanced, so I can't even utilise the technology on the proviso that it is invented.
Bugger about that.
Now I'm late...
After spending most of the day yesterday cleaning the house from top to bottom (skirting boards included!), my back was killing and I was wiped out.
So I did took the sensible option and took myself off to bed (after Australian Idol of course - and wasn't that a waste of time?!).
And read all of First Among Sequels by Jasper Fforde.
It was pretty good. I'm a happy little fangirl...
Of course, this morning I was loath to wake up, seeing as I ain't Maggie Thatcher, and I can't function on 4 hours sleep. I'm an 8-a-night kind of girl. So when I was woken by MrB's alarm at 6am, I decided to take another sensible option and fall straight back asleep.
So as to not oversleep I very sensibly decided to take the precaution of sending a footnoterphone message to my sleeping self, reminding me when to wake up. I even mentioned this to MrB as I drifted back into slumber - I vaguely recall the 'WTF are you mumbling about Actonb?' response.
*lovely sleeping interlude*
*lovely long sleeping interlude*
Erm, unfortunately I didn't receive the message. This seriously confused me, as it seemed perfectly logical to me when I was asleep. There must have been a problem with reception...
Or, of course, it could have something to do with the fact that footnoterphone technology isn't as advanced as I thought. And it has no possibility of being advanced, so I can't even utilise the technology on the proviso that it is invented.
Bugger about that.
Now I'm late...
posted by actonb at 8:21 am
6 Comments:
"I'm an 8-a-night kind of girl"
Armed with that information, I'd expect it is Mr B who needs the sleep-in's....
Much like Meryl Bainbridge, I get confused when I'm tired. Footnoterphone technology? Is this something I should have heard of? And is mountjoy's comment one of the funniest things I have ever read?
I think the important point here is that you got some sleep, which makes me very happy for you.
INC - It's a Jasper Fforde construct. It's how people in fiction communicate, and for some reason my semi-conscious self decided that it made sense.
And Donnie's comment is so very Donnie. I really should check and re-check for innuendo, because he can be trusted to pick it, every time!
Donnie - Now if that was the reason for my constant exhaustion I wouldn't be complaining of headaches would I? Hmmm???
"I really should check and re-check for innuendo"
Indeed. Eight times each night, perhaps?
You really do make it too easy sometime, AB.
I really must read these Tuesday Nexts. I've been tempted, but every time I pick one up, I'm overwhelmed by the fear that it might turn out to be naff...
red - That is a risk... I have lent them to people and they have completely detested them - not been able to get into the story, finding the whole premise ridiculous. Try one, but don't feel bad if you hate it!
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