I went to a dinner party last night and didn't get back in until the wee small hours. The cats, unfortunately, proved themselves to be unsympathetic bastards and got me out of bed to see to their needs at the usual hour, i.e. 6am; since then I've been lounging about, guiltily eyeing the aforementioned pile of ironing but opting to read the newspaper instead while waiting for the rain to stop so I can go out for food, books and maybe a dvd or two. Though by the looks of it, I might be in for a long wait. Maybe I should just brave it...or go back to bed.
- Mood:
tired
My get up and go's gone
I went to a dinner party last night and didn't get back in until the wee small hours. The cats, unfortunately, proved themselves to be unsympathetic bastards and got me out of bed to see to their needs at the usual hour, i.e. 6am; since then I've been lounging about, guiltily eyeing the aforementioned pile of ironing but opting to read the newspaper instead while waiting for the rain to stop so I can go out for food, books and maybe a dvd or two. Though by the looks of it, I might be in for a long wait. Maybe I should just brave it...or go back to bed.
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