I went to bed at 5am Saturday morning. Now it’s 7pm Saturday night and I’m debating if I wake up or just sleep some more. I feel a bit foggy in the head still. Not really hungry or anything. Maybe just another hour or so? Plus it’s cold in the room so it’ll be colder downstairs. Under my blankets it’s cozier. Such decisions, decisions.

I woke up briefly this afternoon (can’t remember the time) so I took an extra sleeping pill because I didn’t want to be awake. That’s probably why I’m groggy. Maybe more sleep and just wake up early tomorrow. Ha! Sundays at 2pm I go walking with my friend. I don’t want to miss that for sure.

I'm always exhausted after an emotional day. And if you spend lots of time talking to us Yanks, it'll make you upside down. I used to always be up all night when I lived over near you.

Sleep tight! Just don't forget to go pee at some point!

Obsolete : good call!

thaumata: yeah the whole week was intense. From the spa experience both good and bad, to my shrink visit where she dropped a big bomb on me, to the doc visit where he dropped a different kinda bomb on me. I’m feeling run through the ringer for sure!

I did decide to get out of bed because I was getting a little woozy from hunger. So I’m on the couch eating and watching Nine Perfect Strangers. So far I’m hooked.