I curse the nail gun man.

After enjoying a delicious meal of Dak Galbi I had nothing more to look forward to than relaxing while falling deeper into the world of wizarding (yes, Harry Potter). I successfully accomplished this and was turning off my light later than planned to get some shuteye for the next day. Around 3:30 I was abruptly awoken to the most irritatingly constant sound just outside my window. It was a "thump, thump, thump-thump" noise that echoed throughout the empty alleyway below. It stopped for a few minutes and then would continue. At this point I was frustrated because I had been woken from my beauty sleep and had to muster up enough energy to open the shade, to open the window, to see what the hell this noise was. It happened to be construction. A stupid little shop, a shop in which I've shopped, decided it should renovate from the hours of 3:30am-at least 5:08am, which was the last time I remember looking at my clock before dozing off again.

I ended up putting my headphones on and listening to some relaxing music to drown out the sound. Unfortunately, I just found myself lying there singing along with Ms. Cat Power in my head. I also get paranoid when I sleep with headphones b/c of the chord. Being the rolly-polly sleeper that I am, I have this fear that the chord will get wrapped round my neck and I will choke to death.

So, last night, as my internal voice was singing and the outside shop was nailing; while I WASN'T SLEEPING and my mind was thinking, I was sure I would choke to death and be extremely embarrassed for whoever found me because of yesterday's hideous (but oh so comfortable) underwear choice.

Thank God it's almost the weekend.