So, it's now 7am and I've been up for 2 hours. I can hear the resident crazy man outside shouting at a bin. The cat has her head jammed in the little crack of opened window stealing all my air. It was so hot I had to get up and have a shower and now I cannot get back to sleep as my wisdom tooth is giving me jip. It really hurts but I'm trying not to look like too much of a wuss. Looks like a day of bonjela ahead. I have three hours to kill before I have to be at work, working in the little sweat box of hell. Not looking forward to it at all, but at least it's takeaway night, I can almost taste the bean curd already, 