So tired.

[yrmencyn]

What the hell is up with me?  I went and played pétanque, had a couple beers, went to Dr. Stone's party, then went to Duvic's (Chelsea's had bands in both the cover and the "non-cover" sections, boo -- I don't like Duvic's) and was home before midnight.  I dozed off to What Not to Wear.  It's 1:30 and all I want to do is sleep, which is what I'm doing now.  Tomorrow I'll try and figure out a feijoada recipe that approximates what that guy brought to Stone's tonight; it was absolutely amazing.

Guess I need sleep.  Jesus.

PS:  Cold here.  37 degrees outside.  Turned on the heater when I looked at the thermostat and found that my house was sitting at a nice, crisp 60 degrees Fahrenheit.  Stupid March.  Stupid Spring.  I'm going to go to bed now and imagine strong warm arms holding me, because I have officially gone mad.  Bah.

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[schatiekech.livejournal.com]

as i was wallowing in my sickness misery last nite, i dozed to off to What Not to Wear only to find that every time i woke up, a new episode was on. damn marathon. oh and then of course it was What Not to Underwear!