And I think I have a right to be.
I walked over to the pizza shop last night to grab a drink and bite with a friend last night, and at 10:00 pm, a reasonable hour, finished off with a cup of filter coffee. Bad move.
I tossed and turned until 2:00am this morning. Not only because I was on a caffeine high either: the bathroom tap is dripping, which to me is like Chinese torture. Drip, drip, drip all fucking night.
Then the worst of it is this: there is a ghost in the spare room.
This actually doesn't bother me so much, usually. But this thing is so active, to the point where people refuse to sleep in the spare room when they visit. I slept there once and couldn't sleep, cos things would brush across my face, there was always a 'buzz' in the room, and it's quite frankly distracting. I often work in this room because my computer and such are in there, but often it'll just turn off and stuff, and I always feel as though something is watching me. It sounds scary, but it's actually just irritating.
Last night was no different. The ghost must've been thorwing a party, cos there were footsteps, sounds and all sorts of wierd things coming from that room. I was a little scared actually, cos my boyfriend is away and I couldn't sleep.
So now I'm cranky, have so much work to do and all I want to do is go home and sleep. Stupid ghost thing.