They Say What They Say

It's my first day off in six days and I had all these plans, but then I ended up going out last night and C and I got a bit pished on beer. It was a really fun night and instead of staggering home I crashed on C's couch (whereby his housemate's cat decided that sleeping on my face was a good thing to do) but now I have the hangover from hell and can't be assed doing anything.

I have, however, seen the first episode of the new season of Battlestar Galactica thanks to C's high-speed internet connection, and I just have to say "Callum, OMG!!!"

I really do need to get off the couch and out of my jammies. I have dishes to wash and laundry to do and groceries to buy. Plus I have a giant-sized craving for either pizza or noodles, and somewhere amongst all that I have do some homework and try and catch up on my flist. However my level of motivation no where near matches my to-do list, so I think I'll just have another cup of tea instead.

ETA: I'm feeling much better thanks to the restorative powers of junk food, ice cream and chocolate. I managed to get to the supermarket, and have done all my laundry and the dishes. I also watched Frank's Cock and just about died at the sight of a baby faced Callum talking about sex, plus I just found out that DB Sweeney is going to be on House on Wednesday. Life is good, whee!