My quiet night with an early bedtime ended up being mega frustrating when I found myself finally going to sleep around 3am. of course, the cat woke me up at 7.
This morning I've picked up some coffee and bread for breakfast fixins, not sure if I'll get in a workout before meeting Poot, then tons of errands and shit to do this afternoon before going to Scarlem for dinner with the in laws.
Quite tired from the past couple nights, but there's no time to rest...workin' for one of my promo companies in and around the St. Patrick's Day parade route downtown for the afternoon, then quickly back home for some rest, relaxation, leafs game and gettin' my shit together before takin' off for Miami in two days.
How my body is still functioning at this point is beyond me, but mcd's breakfast works wonders...
Sounds like my kinda night! Except last night I went out, spent money, and didn't have the greatest time. Oh well. I did eat a large slab of baked brie in your honour
At least I slept til 10:30 this morning! That's about 6.5 hours, so I shouldn't complain. Despite only having one caesar and one shot last night, my head was pounding when I got up. Thankfully all I have to do is laze around til 4 when the girl comes to interview me about my raving history!