hungover again
Ugh, I just got up. This is so late. I have not slept in past noon in years! Of course, this is the third morning in a row that I have gotten up hungover. And, I didn't really sleep much all weekend anyhow... That, and drunk 'passing out' doesn't really count as sleep anyhow. So now that it is after 2 p.m., I have a big day of plans... NOT! I am gonna watch my soaps from Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Then, Thursday's Survivor episode... Then, it will likely be close to Simpsons/Soprano time. Hopefully by then the guys will be around, too. I haven't seen them since I got back at 2 a.m. last night. Perhaps they are part of the massive search to find my body since they likely think I am dead since I have been MIA since Tuesday night. I forgot to tell them I'd be gone. Still, Sunday nights are usually lots of fun and include lots of guys at the house. So, besides unpacking my bags and moving my car within a mile of the house (yes, I parked somewhere closer to KOP than my house) and watch some good tv/movies/Sopranos. God bless Sundays! When else would we recover from a drunken weekend? I am gonna lay here, enjoying that feeling of having nothing to get done, cause tomorrow will be the EXTREME opposite. I have to catch up at work from all I've missed, try to get to Pottstown Walmart for drugs and odds n' ends and then Andy and I are supposed to be going to the court house to file the divorce papers. He hasn't called me about that yet but as of the end of last week that was the plan. So, Monday will be a busy one, but for now: snuggling down in bed!