a dark, hot room.

sigh. It's now 4:am on saturday. I can't sleep, and tonight wasn't the greatest. Could have gone to a party, but I didn't want to get drunk. My body would hate me. Could've gone downtown, but it would have been to go to a bar...same situation. So, I was left alone. I felt bad. Went to bed early, like, before eleven.

Now, its too hot in the room to sleep, and Nohelia is too cold if I open my window...she just told me. Rather than boil, I went outside for twenty minutes. Now Im back and its still too hot to sleep. It makes her uncomfortable if I take off any clothes at night. It seems as if its coming down to a point where comprimise isn't even an option- its either her or me, but one of us wont sleep at night.

Jesus would probably opt to sleep in the heat and bake Nohelia a cake. Perhaps I should buy a humidifier.