I guess I should start by being entirely honest. Yesterday was certainly not the prettiest one I’ve ever come across. First and foremost I woke up on my floor at 6 in the morning, and from that point until 6pm I was in that wretched margin of sensations that is only felt when one does something stupid the night before. I went to work, it was absolutely dead, but thankfully the people I dealt with were incredibly pleasant, and I didn’t have to converse with anyone too difficult. By the time I left the restaurant, I was dehydrated, malnourished, and sleep deprived. I walked home rather slowly, and I spent a really long time cleaning my room, because it was absolutely disgusting. I tried to read but I fell asleep, and when I woke up it was snowing heavily outside, and I got really sad. Then Sammy Blue Eyes called and we talked for a little bit, but I asked him to not talk while he was driving- which may have aggravated him- I’m not sure- and then I fell back asleep by accident.
By the time I woke up, I was pretty groggy but my headache was gone, and thoughts were being processed relatively easily. There was nothing on television, and I was under strict orders not to leave the house. I kept looking at the clock and feeling like it was time to go to bed, but I didn’t fall asleep until 11 ish. Now I’m awake, I need to get ready for work, and then do a bit of homework (actually, a bit more than a bit) and then I guess I’m going to a superbowl party. I guess I’m more American than I make it seem. Go Steelers. That’s about all I have to leave you with. Hopefully I’ll be productive today, get some work done, make some money, etc, etc.
have a fantastic sunday.