power nap, um, no.

i decided to take a power nap. got in the bed at 5:30, alarm set for 6:15, and a quick meditation set to play after two songs on the computer.

naturally, i woke up on my own at 7:45. <facepalm>

phone, which should have woken me up an hour and a half before, totally missing. couldn't find it anywhere. briefly had a moment of worrying that someone was in the house and had taken it. (i've watched too many episodes of criminal minds and suspect behavior this weekend.)

had bright idea to log onto verizon website and send myself a text message.

foiled by recaptcha 3 times. "case sensitive" and "type your words without a space". oops. text message finally goes through. says it's delivered.

no sound eminates in my house.

argh.

finally find phone under desk chair. on vibrate. phone had been vibrating every five minutes or whatever since 6:15, and vibrated itself right off of my desk.

these aren't birds

he may have a primitive avian brain

you know, if i were on the fence about whether or not to be a tim minchin fan, this would have shoved me over the edge, untethered me from the support poles, and probably etched his name into my forehead like harry potter's scar. i mean, really. it's kismet. seriously.

ffs, it's a love song about a bird!!!! and not just any bird. a kiwi. and as a bonus, it references the lyrebird.

<dies laughing>

also, omg. it's time to go to bed. that damned nap really threw everything off. i spent most of the evening groggy, trying to do the things i'd planned to do much earlier, and not really succeeding. pfeh.