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Hi, I'm what we call a Night Owl. As much as I could adjust myself to your schedule, it makes me a bitter human being inside and makes me hate my mornings. With that said, I only go 1 to 2 hours to bed after you do at 1 am to 2 am. I'd like 8 hours of sleep too.
So, here's a bit of advice. Please keep your voice down when I am trying to sleep. I do not want to hear someone wee in the morning hours "Screaming" and playing with their dog in all hyperactive voice. You want to do that, go to the park, go for a walk. But by god do I want to like curl up in some kind of sound proof corner of death, to finish sleeping.
I tried very hard to keep quiet in the middle of the night for you while you insist on going to bed at ridiculously hours of night 9pm and 10pm. The night is still young and you're missing out a lot on that creative spark I have. I know that everything to me sounds louder than what I really am doing at night, but you don't hear me playing with the cat or the dog at the highest volume I can find when you're sleeping.
So please. Shoosh. Some loud motherfuckers where I sleep. See I sleep on the couch, right near the kitchen, where every morning she uses this shrill voice to praise her dog and her voice echoes throughout the household.
And now I am sitting here, with a lack of sleep, and being anal as fuck
So, here's a bit of advice. Please keep your voice down when I am trying to sleep. I do not want to hear someone wee in the morning hours "Screaming" and playing with their dog in all hyperactive voice. You want to do that, go to the park, go for a walk. But by god do I want to like curl up in some kind of sound proof corner of death, to finish sleeping.
I tried very hard to keep quiet in the middle of the night for you while you insist on going to bed at ridiculously hours of night 9pm and 10pm. The night is still young and you're missing out a lot on that creative spark I have. I know that everything to me sounds louder than what I really am doing at night, but you don't hear me playing with the cat or the dog at the highest volume I can find when you're sleeping.
So please. Shoosh. Some loud motherfuckers where I sleep. See I sleep on the couch, right near the kitchen, where every morning she uses this shrill voice to praise her dog and her voice echoes throughout the household.
And now I am sitting here, with a lack of sleep, and being anal as fuck