"Shabby Thesealion - is that French?"
After a crazy day of work (and commuting to work - 22 minutes late, damn you, snow!) I went over to Grandma's for dinner and Psych. Dinner was great. We had fun hanging out, as always, and then Psych was absolutely hilarious. 'Six Feet Under the Sea' is one of my all-time favorite eps now.
Then I had to clean up, take her garbage out, take the blankets from Meggie and Company's stay here back into the car, and wait for the inevitable bag or two of frozen stuff that Grandma always gives us. If she wasn't getting a cold, I might have stayed over.
The roads were shitty - still, almost 24 hours later - but I made it home without mishap (luckily, since Mom just finished paying off the car that day).
Out of nowhere I had a surge of energy. What the heck, right? I didn't sleep til almost 3:30. And then I woke up at 7AM to go dry heave from the post nasal drip that's making my stomach roll.
And now I can't sleep.
So I'm sitting with my torso propped up in the hopes that some of the phlegm will drain and not choke me. Woo.
I think I have a busy weekend planned. We'll see how much of it I want to do while on three and a half hours of sleep.
Then I had to clean up, take her garbage out, take the blankets from Meggie and Company's stay here back into the car, and wait for the inevitable bag or two of frozen stuff that Grandma always gives us. If she wasn't getting a cold, I might have stayed over.
The roads were shitty - still, almost 24 hours later - but I made it home without mishap (luckily, since Mom just finished paying off the car that day).
Out of nowhere I had a surge of energy. What the heck, right? I didn't sleep til almost 3:30. And then I woke up at 7AM to go dry heave from the post nasal drip that's making my stomach roll.
And now I can't sleep.
So I'm sitting with my torso propped up in the hopes that some of the phlegm will drain and not choke me. Woo.
I think I have a busy weekend planned. We'll see how much of it I want to do while on three and a half hours of sleep.