It's Saturday, rise and shine!
Feb. 14th, 2009 11:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rhionnachI slept in this morning, so lazy! It's not as if I had a late night last night, it's just that when the alarm went off I switched it off, intending to have a bit of a snooze. It was set for 8.00am, which is a sleep in of itself compared to weekday rising times. I slept till 10.00am!
I don't know what the people upstairs were doing last night. They dropped something heavy on their living room floor (my ceiling) which made things shake and then when I went to bed there seemed to be a lot of activity in their bedroom above me. No, not that kind of activity, unless it involves a lot of clumping about in boots on a wooden floor! Given the varieties of obsessions and fetishes that are about I suppose it's possible that someone gets turned on by walking about their bedroom in hillwalking boots, gaiters, and a gimp mask. I did, however, manage to get to sleep.
Of course, if I am asleep there's not a lot of things which will waken me. I managed to sleep through the Great Storm of 1987 in London and woke up wondering why the central heating wasn't on and why I couldn't get a signal on the TV. The pilot light had blown out, as well as there having been a power cut, and the TV aerial had been blown down. I hadn't heard a thing. And last Xmas Eve I fell asleep to the sound of the burglar alarm in the estate agents downstairs as someone had broken their windows and I then slept through the subsequent boarding up of said windows.
I don't know what the people upstairs were doing last night. They dropped something heavy on their living room floor (my ceiling) which made things shake and then when I went to bed there seemed to be a lot of activity in their bedroom above me. No, not that kind of activity, unless it involves a lot of clumping about in boots on a wooden floor! Given the varieties of obsessions and fetishes that are about I suppose it's possible that someone gets turned on by walking about their bedroom in hillwalking boots, gaiters, and a gimp mask. I did, however, manage to get to sleep.
Of course, if I am asleep there's not a lot of things which will waken me. I managed to sleep through the Great Storm of 1987 in London and woke up wondering why the central heating wasn't on and why I couldn't get a signal on the TV. The pilot light had blown out, as well as there having been a power cut, and the TV aerial had been blown down. I hadn't heard a thing. And last Xmas Eve I fell asleep to the sound of the burglar alarm in the estate agents downstairs as someone had broken their windows and I then slept through the subsequent boarding up of said windows.