||[Jul. 14th, 2007|01:03 pm]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
ST and I stayed up until 1:30 talking (he won't stop being interesting long enough for me to sleep. Curse his evil ways!) and then? Then I slept until 10:30. Oh, I got up to pee on occasion, as I am wont to do, but dude.. 10:30. At which point I checked my mail, poked around my flist, and then? Went the fuck back to bed. I read for a long while with the sun coming in the window, I curled up next to ST, and then when the urge struck me I went back to sleep. I woke at noon, did some.. other stuff, and decided that breakfast might be in order.
I have accomplished my goal. One way or another I slept until noon. And the difference in me is just like night and day. I should have noticed that my grumpiness and such were getting worse the larger my sleep deficit got towards the end of the week. I feel like a new person and I'm loking forward to tackling some of my to-do list and maybe clearing out some of my Netflix stash and nothing more strenuous. I won't get a lot more like this for a while, so I'm going to just enjoy every moment. I fucking love this day. :D