Someone told me....
Now, I know that it's Saturday, but I have to keep telling myself that. This 3-day-weekend sh-tuff effs me up bad. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE having them, but it makes me all off schedule. It changes my types of lounging. I wake up late on Saturdays and early on Sundays. On Saturdays I wake up early to the sounds of Joe and Blue coming out of the tv in my bedroom. On Sundays I sleep late, and mess around on the computer dreading having to go to bed early that night. Today I kept telling myself that I have to be careful about how much time I spend on the computer, cause I have to get to bed early. WRONG! But, I'm glad I am wrong.
I spent the night at Patrick's last night, and I got home at around 2:30 this afternoon. I took a nap, and hopped on here at about 7:30. I've been downloading music since then. I love that I love music.
I spent the night at Patrick's last night, and I got home at around 2:30 this afternoon. I took a nap, and hopped on here at about 7:30. I've been downloading music since then. I love that I love music.