I sense this weekend will be a bad one; I've already lost my desire to go to a movie tonight, and expect that by 8 PM I'll be quite ready to never leave the house again, preferring the company of pillow, mattress, and soft pants.
|Date:||January 29th, 2007 06:14 am (UTC)|| |
Oh, yes. Straight home from work Friday night, in bed by 11:30; leaving the house only to pick up carryout dinner on Saturday, in bed by 11:15, up at 6:30 in the goddamn AM, only leave the house Sunday to go to my trivia game. I fail at LIFE.