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I got lots of sleep last night. Because at around 9:30 I was all "Hey. I'm really sleepy. And I have not done a single thing on my ridiculously long list of Things To Do, No Really. Reading all the fanfic ever is not on the list. Bah. I think I shall go to bed." And I did. I had this plan to wake up early and get stuff done but I reset my alarm because sleep is awesome. Why do I forget how awesome sleep is?
As a result of all the sleep today I am in an amazingly cheerful mood. Who cares if the whole world is just some strange story that might not really exist? Not farwing! Also, I am being such a slacker at work but I guess not really because I am getting things done but I seem to have sprained my impossible standards. Nothing is the end of the world (except the end of the world and I figure that's probably negotiable). I wonder how long I can maintain this new, chill attitude?
As a result of all the sleep today I am in an amazingly cheerful mood. Who cares if the whole world is just some strange story that might not really exist? Not farwing! Also, I am being such a slacker at work but I guess not really because I am getting things done but I seem to have sprained my impossible standards. Nothing is the end of the world (except the end of the world and I figure that's probably negotiable). I wonder how long I can maintain this new, chill attitude?