Ryan’s alarm has been going off for 25 minutes. Wait … he just turned it off and he’s now back to snoring. The alarm is this k pop song (at least it’s what I imagine k pop sounds like - sugary and banal). When it finishes, it starts right back up again. Anyway, I’m gonna have that in my head all day.

It’s not even early (quarter to 8) but I hear it nearly every week day morning at 4am. Ugh. It’s become my nightmare. I’m assuming he set an alarm to watch soccer. Fool.

I’ve been lying here since 5:30, unable to sleep. I’ve been thinking about how I feel completely cut off from Mary. And when I tell her I want to spend more time together she seems reticent.

Ah Christ. The k pop song is back.

anyway, I think I need to listen to what she’s been telling me. I need to just go make my own life. I’ve got another apartment viewing in a couple of hours. More of the same, probably. I’m waiting to hear about a little casita that’s coming available. If I can’t get that, I’ll probably just pull the trigger on something. I gotta get away from this k pop song (which is still playing as I type this.)