Posthuman Blues

This is weird. The Girl Down the Hall just knocked on my door to see what I wanted. I apologized and told her I thought she'd be up, as we work a similar schedule, and that I felt like an idiot for waking her. Amazingly, she wasn't mad. And it turns out the "boyfriend" is an ex-boyfriend who leaves for New York tomorrow. Insert sensitive, self-deprecating Smiths lyric here.