The Voices in My Head

Thirteen is, as of the time I started writing this, the number of hours before I enter the Big Brother house. this is of course 4 am local time, which means I’ll be going to bed as soon as I get home, and hopefully waking up when my alarm clock goes off. That is an iffy event; I have been known to sleep through fire alarms and even earthquakes before. I may just decide to pull an all-nighter instead.

But in any case, I will have to switch my body clock from late nights to early mornings, thanks to the way they’ve scheduled things. It would’ve been so much easier if that time read “pm” instead of “am”.

ps. some kind of soup with scrambled egg, onion, and seaweed, served with rice (with seaweed), and a side dish of salad and chicken and liver, deep fried with sesame seeds. Who says school lunch isn’t delicious :-/