hoo doggies
After hanging with the FU5, I got home last night at about 3:00 AM. I put The Aviator in my DVD player then got in bed. I nodded off about a half hour into the movie. I remember my brother waking me up at some point during the day and asking me if he could borrow $5. The next thing I know, I'm waking up to an alarm clock that says 9:57. It didn't go off, I just rolled over and saw it. Here's a summary of the thoughts that went through my head:
"9:57...9:57?...is that AM or PM?...most likely it's PM...which means I've slept since...I should look at the window...make sure...it's dark...too dark for AM...which means it's...no...could be some super-villain...blocked out the sun...perhaps?...that's not so far fetched...I saw it in a cartoon once...maybe it's some sort of super terrorist who's...FUCK. I have to get up and go to work."
I'd been zonked out for the past 18.5 hours. Forgot to set my alarm, so I was late for work. It's a good thing I woke up when I did.
I guess I was tired.
"9:57...9:57?...is that AM or PM?...most likely it's PM...which means I've slept since...I should look at the window...make sure...it's dark...too dark for AM...which means it's...no...could be some super-villain...blocked out the sun...perhaps?...that's not so far fetched...I saw it in a cartoon once...maybe it's some sort of super terrorist who's...FUCK. I have to get up and go to work."
I'd been zonked out for the past 18.5 hours. Forgot to set my alarm, so I was late for work. It's a good thing I woke up when I did.
I guess I was tired.