It's a miracle. I actually got eight hours of sleep last night. All it took was denying myself an extra episode of True Blood, the temptation to read more of The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest, and the willpower to get off the computer before 10:00pm.
It also helped that I had a very short (and sweet) blog entry. I wonder if these things would take me more or less time if I tried taking pictures once in awhile.
Nah. Let's save those for special occasions.
I am amped for my four-day long weekend. I don't have tons of plans, which I guess is a good thing, but some of the people I will see are among the ones I love most. If only every week was a three-day work week!
Am I one of those people you love, lover???
ReplyDeleteYou're not so anonymous. See you soon;)
ReplyDeleteits funny how you're almost done your work week, and mine hasn't even begun..
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