I was incredibly tired last night... But, for some reason, I resisted the urge to sleep. I was up past 1 a.m., but I was able to get up this morning and also be slightly ahead of schedule. I was dressed and ready to go 30 minutes before I needed to leave, so I set my alarm for 6:25 and laid down.
I had a crazy ass dream that involved me living in a two-story house with Jessie and having some cute girl breaking into it. I remember trying to chase her but being unable to spread my legs enough to run. I finally chased her down, refused to let her go and then I woke up. The first thing I noticed was how bright the sun seemed... You know, entirely too bright to be 6:30 in the morning. That was because it was 7:30 -- 30 minutes after my shift was supposed to start.
For some reason, I'd set the alarm for an hour later than I should have. I called the station and let the other guys know my situation. I drove faster than normal, but the increased traffic kept my commute at 15-minutes. Luckily, I snuck in without much fanfare... And outside of some serious ribbing, I escaped unscathed from the incident. Whew.