I mention Harry Potter again, I'm sorry, my mind can only handle one thing at a time

I realize it is my fault for staying up until 2 AM reading Harry Potter last night. But the two double shifts in a row really aren't my fault unless you want to get into the "choices we make as adults" and other mature stuff I am too sleepy to handle this morning. Waking up to your brother yelling, "HOPE WAKE UP!" on the answering machine, at least an hour before you absolutely need to get up now! is definitely not my fault. And that last bit? That was supposed to be said in a threatening whisper. Nor is the fact that our phone jack is in the bedroom. Only. So I am often jolted out of sleep by someone desperate for a phone call about a lost pet or a family member wanting to catch up or a friend...who....you know....just wants to say hiii. Haven't spoken in a while. And perhaps we won't for another while, if you keep waking me up.