Some brainiac decided to set fire to the posters on the fifth floor (apparently the ones where it says no smoking/fires/candles/etc). So I have been up since 2 a.m. That makes it almost THREE HOURS now. Grrr… I really feel like smacking whoever did it.
I’m tired, I’m cold, I’m wet (it’s snowing pretty heavily out there). I feel like having a tantrum. But I won’t, since I’m not three years old unlike the person(s) who caused this misery.
So I’ve decided that I’ll stay up until 6 am when the gym opens, go do my workout, shower and then sleep.

That is all.