In which I am totally out of condition for the kapha Olympics.
Took myself out for awesome chile rellenos at Rosita’s on Friday night. Got my hair done on Saturday morning. Went out for sushi with Teh [Now Ex] BF on Saturday night. Did laundry Sunday and watched a vid. Walked the dog a couple times.
I took three naps.
I inadvertently got so damned rested that I woke up at 5:30 this morning and never went back to sleep. I got up, meditated, ate breakfast, showered, shaved, dried and straightened my hair, put on makeup, walked the dog, packed a bento, AND had time to stop for coffee on the way to work!
FOR FUCK’S SAKE!
I feel dirty. This is just like being a morning person, and I don’t like it. Not one bit.
I really hope they move me to an 11 to 8 schedule or something because this just sucks ass. Productivity! In the morning! *shudder*
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SHAVE EVERYTHING!!! Just in case.
LOL! Yeah. Just in case. I might get hit by an ambulance. -m
Welcome to the land of the morning people, with newspapers, coffee, crisp morning air, and a hearty breakfast.
QUIT THAT. QUIT THAT RIGHT THE FUCK NOW, SHENRY. -m