Is my landlord (who lives above me) vacuuming at nine in the morning on a Sunday?? Why, sir, why? I finally got to sleep only four hours ago and now I'm wide awake because he's been stomping around and vacuuming for the past fifteen minutes. How can it take so long to vacuum one room?! Whyyyy so early? Why does he keep stopping and making me think it's over...only to start up again? Why does the vacuum sound like some hellbeast from the depths of hell and not like a normal vaccuum?

I sleep odd hours because of my work schedule so it's not fair for me to ask him NOT to do it but OMG there's something about being accidentally sleep-deprived like this that makes me want to cry.

Happy fucking Sunday. Guess I'm awake now.