Hours spent trying to stop the smoke detector from going off: 2.5
Hours spent writing: 1
Last night around 2 AM while I was peacefully sleeping in my room, the smoke detector started going off. Why did it start going off? I’m completely unsure. But once it started, it didn’t want to stop. And it was quite irritating, to say the least.
Myself along with the six other people in my apartment building awoke from a night of sleep and rushed outside as if there was a fire happening only to discover that it was just a faulty smoke detector. It scared the shit out of me. I thought I was having either a really bad dream or a heart attack.
After almost two hours of the smoke detector going off and on I finally had enough. So I ripped it out of the ceiling so that I could have a decent night sleep.
This was by far the most irritating night of sleep I’ve had in a while. I’m now sitting at my desk writing with the biggest headache. And I’m kind of crabby due to the fact that I’ve only had a couple of hours of sleep. But hey, I’m still alive and all is still well.
It could have been worse.
I’m having dinner tonight with a friend, and I’m having steak. And then tomorrow is my day off. It doesn’t get much better than that.