So today I'm just waking up when company drops out of the blue. Now I'm not going to say angry things about them, I don't have a problem with people wanting to visit and whatnot, it's more just from my perspective. At the time, and while i'm typing this, I'm pretty much just self-dragged out of bed with four hours of sleep in me (honestly, I should just sacrifice the rest of the day to sleep, but I want to get at least something done). Anyway, here they are perfetly dressed and here I am in nothing but a hoodie and some pants I grabbed from my drawer, covered in sleep sweat, bed head, and the works.

My concern isn't them with bad timing or anything, i'ts just me and not being able to converse, specially at a time when no one would be prepared to speak anyway. Ultimately I just went back into my room and waited for them to leave. Again, it's nothing on them, just me in 'cave bear' mode.

Who the hell knows, maybe they assumed too much about me, maybe they understood. Why am I caring so much?

Oh how wonderful it would be a 24 hour asshole :p