Grrrr

I can't sleep.
Think it's to do with Melissa going to the funeral tomorrow.
Or with hormones. Who knows.
So what to do?
This guy who lives on the other side of the street is a paramedic. He's on call tonight, judging by the big ambulance parked a few metres away from my open window. A few hours ago he left with screeching tyres and since he came back it seems he's forgotten to switch of the radio and/or close the ambulance windows. With a bit of effort I can hear every word of what's going on in the ambulance service and fire dept. There was something about a lack of water a while ago. I hope that wasn't the fire dept... "sorry, no putting out fires tonight, there's not been enough rain".
Apart from morbidly listening in I've printed out an application letter for this job as educator for a month. I won't get it probably... I'm overqualified. But hey. You never know. And I've got to do *something* on this ungodly hour...
*starts counting sheep Count Dracula Style*
One hahahaaaaaa
Two hahahaaaaaa

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