Sweet place, Ramster.
I woke up too early, so I moved from my bed to the couch where I was in and out of consciousness for a several hours. I could be upset about wasting another morning lounging, but after you've wasted forty-nine years, what's one more day?
I need to hit the grocery store before heading off to work, so maybe I'll do that. Or, maybe I'll sit here staring at my toe nails. Could go either way.