Did I scream out all the lyrics to Breaking the Law and Living After Midnight as well as many other songs and now I have to get up to go into work early tomorrow with ringing ears and a sore throat? Maybe. Was it worth it? Totally.

Relatable, rat.

But then when I actually went to bed, she tapped me every hour to wake me to to give her attention. I feel less guilty now. And also very tired.

Then my SO tried to get a burrito, but the grill wasn't working so he ended up bringing me half a sandwich instead. It all worked out.