It’s Saturday afternoon. I ended up going to bed at 7:00 AM this morning. I was simply reading a book, and didn’t realize the time. Before I knew it, I had gone through several hundred pages and the sun was coming up. I didn’t even feel sleepy while I was doing it. I wonder if my circadian rhythm is messed up, or if it was just a really good book. I may never know…

I slept from 7:00 AM to 11:00 AM and got up again. Threw in some laundry, read some more of the book, ended up being a little late for a lunch with some chicas because of it.

Got back here at 2:00 PM, layed down for 15 minutes, got my butt up and back into gear, threw some more laundry in, cleaned the kitchen some, played some StepMania…

It’s 4:21 now. I’m writing this because it nags me if I don’t now. I figure it’s a good way to get me to write in it

I need to fold clothes, pick up some, vacuum (that’s a funny word! ;)) the floor, and clean up the kitchen a little more before company gets here.

I have to work tomorrow at 3:00 PM and I’m not getting paid any extra for it, even though I’ve already worked over 47 hours this week. Oh well. Such is the life of a salaried employee.