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Giant Meme o' Me - Day 6
Mar. 27th, 2011 05:33 pmDay 06 – Your day
Oops. If I'd remembered I was up to this question, I might have done more with my day!
Sundays are literally a day of rest for me. Not for religious reasons, but because it's usually the day I don't have anything on and I can sleep as much as my body wants to, not how much it's allowed to. With the medication I'm on, sometimes that's a bit more than the normal eight hours.
It's also the day after Saturday, which usually involves a late night at the pub with the roomie. It's not about the drinking, it's about having the time to decompress, watch the Food Network and talk about stuff. Important stuff, not important stuff, interesting stuff, stuff that's only interesting to us. Needless to say, however, I tend to need the sleep in the next day.
Okay, enough justification. My day so far has consisted of getting up around 1-ish after having both cats sleeping on me at various points, then watching several episodes of Season 7 of The West Wing. The roomie got it for Christmas and I've been mainlining it when I've been on the couch. Season 7 is one I haven't seen all the way through, so it's been good to catch up on the bits I've missed. I also attacked Spike with the Furminator, since he's still moulting everywhere, washed the dishes and watched the roomie play Bioshock 2. Later, there shall be leftover Chinese for dinner and catching up on online stuff.
Tomorrow, on the other hand, is likely to be busy.
( and the rest )
Oops. If I'd remembered I was up to this question, I might have done more with my day!
Sundays are literally a day of rest for me. Not for religious reasons, but because it's usually the day I don't have anything on and I can sleep as much as my body wants to, not how much it's allowed to. With the medication I'm on, sometimes that's a bit more than the normal eight hours.
It's also the day after Saturday, which usually involves a late night at the pub with the roomie. It's not about the drinking, it's about having the time to decompress, watch the Food Network and talk about stuff. Important stuff, not important stuff, interesting stuff, stuff that's only interesting to us. Needless to say, however, I tend to need the sleep in the next day.
Okay, enough justification. My day so far has consisted of getting up around 1-ish after having both cats sleeping on me at various points, then watching several episodes of Season 7 of The West Wing. The roomie got it for Christmas and I've been mainlining it when I've been on the couch. Season 7 is one I haven't seen all the way through, so it's been good to catch up on the bits I've missed. I also attacked Spike with the Furminator, since he's still moulting everywhere, washed the dishes and watched the roomie play Bioshock 2. Later, there shall be leftover Chinese for dinner and catching up on online stuff.
Tomorrow, on the other hand, is likely to be busy.
( and the rest )
