Lately, I've had a lot of work, so I just involuntarily crash whenever my body decides to save itself and actually, you know, perform a vital function of living. I've slept strange places.
My desk. A table. A chair. A couch. My laptop keyboard.
I don't like sleeping in public places, but if I'm tired enough, I can sleep anywhere-- from a moving bus to sitting up in a chair.
Did I just hear the ghost of Dr. Suess groan for that almost-cutesy rhyme?
Bah. Anyway. Tomorrow's Easter, hurrah! I'm going to make sure I'm tucked into bed tonight and awake tomorrow for a day of egg and basket hunting, dyeing, and celebrating resurrection from dying.
Religious or not, I hope you have a wonderful Sunday! Blog ya then!
(^Yeah that is not a catchphrase, I'll never say that again.)
Tome
That's a great ability to be able to sleep anywhere. And thanks, my Sunday is going lovely.
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