Lazy Sunday
Saturday night I stayed up until 2 AM. I woke up at 11:30 and decided to nap for a few hours. Who does that? Who lies in bed, having not yet gotten up even to pee, and decides to take a nap? Me, that’s who. I got up at 1:30 as planned, got started on dinner (jambalaya), ran to the store, then came back and finished dinner. We ate pretty early — around 5, I think — aaaaand then I passed out again until about 7:30. I stayed up watching The Prisoner on AMC until midnight, fighting sleep all the while. For a few minutes there, I didn’t think I’d make it.
At some point (shortly before midnight, most likely), I had an epiphany: oh, this is probably because I upped the dosage on one of my meds. May cause drowsiness, right there on the bottle. Also may cause sleepfighting and biting one’s own lip, but it doesn’t say that.
