Most people in my life know that I'm up at 5am every morning - week day or weekend. My internal clock is jacked. I hate it but I try to make the best of it.

Being as I wake up at 5am (without a clock, mind you), I usually go to bed early. Like 9ish. I read or write or watch tv until I am dozing away (until the kittens start gnawing on my nose - how the hell I get them to stop that, I dunno!)

I put my phone on low for ringing or vibrate - just to make sure I'm not disturbed by late night booty calls. (It happens.)

I recall hearing after 10:30 that my phone was ringing - but I rolled over and went back to sleep.

This morning, I get up - I knew who it was by the ring - and see that they texted me afterwards... "Are you up?"

Um, apparently not. Girl needs ALL the beauty sleep she can get!