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Dear Brain,
I drank a lot last night. While I am fortunately not hung over this morning, I would have appreciated it if you had let me sleep past noon. It's Sunday, and I have no pressing engagements. Letting me sleep until later this afternoon is a perfectly reasonable desire.

No love,
Me
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Last night Rich and I went to Panera with [livejournal.com profile] hoju3942 for dinner. We got our food to go, and came back to Rich's to eat. After devouring our suppers, Andrew decided to go home. Rich and I decided to lie down and snuggle for a little bit.

That was at about 8:30. I recall some conversation about walruses and invisibility cloaks.

All of a sudden, it was 11:15! I was a little bit cranky for some reason, so I got up, moved my car away from the mailbox and closed the windows, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and went straight back to bed.

Getting the sleep was nice, but now I kind of feel like I lost a day.

On a completely different note, the little ferret mood icons have served me well for many years, but I decided it's time for a change. Purple kitties!

Hooray weekend!
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I don't know how I'm awake. I didn't get anywhere near enough sleep last night. My brain feels fuzzy. There's a dry spot in the back of my throat that just won't go away. I'm not really sure what day it is, and I think part of my brain is still dreaming. I want to go back to bed, but I know I'll just lay there and not sleep. Someone want to come over and hit me in the head with a two by four?

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