Today is Sunday, the day you know you should catch up on work and read more and write more and generally prepare for the week ahead. This is not usually my natural inclination. Sunday is the day of "oooh, the week starts for real tomorrow and I just want a little more fun. Just a little. Maybe movies or a nap or trying to find a few interesting new adventures in the same place."
Our sleepover was fun but we got started way too late because of the ThouShaltNot/Voltaire show at the Rex. He's funny and stuff but I wish we could have been warm in our pajamas and giving each other foot treatments(my friends and I, not foot treatments with Voltaire).
We'll see what happens today, nobler sense of responsibility or lazy instinct.
Our sleepover was fun but we got started way too late because of the ThouShaltNot/Voltaire show at the Rex. He's funny and stuff but I wish we could have been warm in our pajamas and giving each other foot treatments(my friends and I, not foot treatments with Voltaire).
We'll see what happens today, nobler sense of responsibility or lazy instinct.
I am quite pleased that I actually have tomorrow off. Wacky holidays...