Remember me?

Well, my weekend went almost exactly as predicted with me just sleeping my life away. And I don't feel the least bit bad about that. I think this may be three years of getting an average of 4-6 hours of sleep per day catching up with me. All I want to do is sleep. I sleep until I can't sleep anymore and then in a few hours, I'm ready to sleep again. My head and sore throat seem to slowly be getting better, but they're taking their time.

I did feel well enough to go out to my tournament on Sunday, only to have it not happen. Apparently he had a lot of interest for it and several people had pledged to attend. However, the distributor did not ship the starter decks. No starter decks = no sealed deck tournament. Needless to say, I was pretty damn disappointed. But he's going to try and reschedule it in two weeks. I came home, applied for jobs online, watched the last half of the Kansas City-Oakland football game, played some L5R solitare to assuage my craving, watched King of the Hill, The Simpsons, and Family Guy and then went back to bed before work.

I'm sure it sounds like my life is all cush, but it isn't. My dreams are really screwed up and the physical act of sleeping isn't as pleasant as it could be. It's unpleasant but it's necessary.

Anyway, life goes on around me. I want to send special congratulations to lurex on her successful move to Kansas City. Hope to see you soon, girl. Or possibly find one a troll doll attached to a balloon tangled up in the tree outside my house. And congratulations and special hello to cherith who is back from her honeymoon in Florida. Glad to have you back!

Okay, since being sick makes you feel perpetually filthy, I'm off to take a shower right after I procrastinate a little more.