i'll sleep when i'm dead

not only am i an insomniac, but the house my sweetie 'n' i have lived in for the past almost-four years has a phone number which apparently used to belong to both a religious bookstore (which apparently is still showing it in one of their directory ads) and a doctor's office. so even if i don't drink too much coffee when i wake up early to make my sweetie breakfast, chances are good that some asshole is going to disturb my beauty sleep wanting a bible or an appointment. shame, shame!