Or maybe the sofa...
Well, late Friday night I finished Jill's cotehardie, and then when she called Staurday morning, instead of saying "We're on our way!", she said "We're not stopping by because I decided not to wear that gown this weekend."
I was very close to killing our shiny new Baroness. Think Sven and Signy might have been unhappy about it though...
I had intended to go to the 'Not kreigstriber' demo on Saturday, but after Jill called, I went back to bed. And slept until 2. At that point, it was pointless- it would have taken awhile to get dressed and such, and about an hour to get there. So I stayed home.
I went to breakfast Sunday with Karl and Linda, and we went to a little place called Bumblekiss, just off of Fremont. Tasty, tasty food! And the restaurant is brilliant orange! They have good taste. :-)
Feeling really lousy though, sleeping a lot. Yesterday I slept nearly all day, except for occasional food/water breaks. Dunno if I'm coming down with something, or what. But I figure if I can't stay awake my body must be trying to tell me something. So I'm listening...
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Yes, listen to your body! Do the sleeping thing! And have lovely dreams of orange pancake restaurants...
Well, my body is having fantsies of hot-fudge sundaes. Heh. Maybe I should listen to that, too! (But mostly I just want to sleep...)
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