In this time difference haze that says, hey it’s really 9am you must be awake, I found myself watching Lady Gaga videos.
I get it now.
I might have gotten a wee more sleep last night if I hadn’t unpacked. Yes. That’s who I am. My body feels like its 2 in the morning and I’m setting up my room. Why? It’s who I am. I did manage to resist the urge to drive out for supplies.
Regardless — or perhaps because…? — I feel relaxed and am looking forward to the day. I get to see my Mom and my little brother. We may be sick of each other in 5 minutes, but that doesn’t seem to matter right now.
First, coffee. Naturally, I packed my french press and my favorite mug with the monster face on it.
Susan Scot Fry
A pinot noir goes really nicely with my western bacon cheeseburger from Carls. Harry Potter’s on t.v. I’ve got emergency back up m&m’s on hand. And I’m only kidding when I told Dre that the Eskimo’s may have been onto something with that ice floe thing.
My mom is delightful. She’s also a bit more demented-ia’d than last time I saw her. Which oddly adds to her charm. And, I only had to remind her once who I was.