While everyone else was sleeping. Well, everyone but the joggers.

I stayed at the boyfriend’s place last night. Haven’t done that for a while. Not since before I started the new job anyway.
The boyfriend lives further away from the train station than I do. That, combined with the fact that a) there are next to no trams that actual go to the train station from that direction and b) it’s a 10 minute walk from his flat to the tram stop no matter which one I choose to go to meant I had to leave the house at 6:30 today. That’s 6:30 a.m people. That’s a.m as in too bloody early. A.m as in even the birds weren’t up yet. The joggers were up though. Oh yes, there were lots of them. Some of them in shorts. Shorts! At 6:30 a.m! In mid-September! It wasn’t even light yet! I will never understand people who volunatrily get up in the middle of the night to go jogging. Far better to spend an extra hour in bed and have chocolate for breakfast. Embrace your inner glutton, that’s what I say!

You know you’re tired when…

I’m in serious need of sleep people, despite the fact that I managed to get six whole hours of it last night. I actually scared myself this afternoon when I want to the toilet, glanced in the mirror while washing my hands and saw that my eyes were completely bloodshot. Not a good look. Today was okay though, apart from that. I was only worried about doing stuff wrong for half of the day. Still seemed to be on a go slow though – it took me ages to finish my proofread then in the last hour and a half of work I only managed to translate about 300 words. Booo. I blame the tiredness… and I’m blaming that on the weather. It’s still bloody cold, although in  a way we are lucky. Apparantly in some parts of Germany temperatures have been down to -26! Waah! So glad we live in the warm bit! But mostly what it is is bloody dark. How can anyone not be sleepy when all your senses (well at least the eyes) are telling you it’s the middle of the night? Dark=night, right?

Well, the boyfriend is coming round soon. I’m slightly surprised by this – he told me he wouldn’t be over again until the weekend – but I won’t complain. He will though when he has to get up at 6:30 tomorrow for me to go to work. He was meant to go back on Wednesday as well but took this week off to work on his PhD, and even when he is at work he never has to go in as early as me (he tends to work much later though so it all balances out I suppose).

I actually have no idea where I’m going with this post so I think I’ll leave it and go write random wall posts to people on Facebook or something.
I hope you all had more productive days than I did!