Morning of 3-4-7

Saturday night is the only night I let myself sleep however I want. Okay, that doesn’t mean much at first. Most nights, I get upwardly tuggified (more often than not) and lay on my back in near-anatomical position. Okay, my hands are pronated more often than not, rather than supinated, but it kind of amuses me. I also have no reason to get up on Sunday, so I let myself sleep as long as physically possible.

So, last night, I crawled into bed as usual, and found some really strange position on my stomach that I would probably never sleep in. Nothing like cuddling your pillow! (Don’t send me links to those strange Japanese pillows, I’ve already seen them.) I think I eventually shifted to my side. Hrm, I don’t seem to have much of a punch line here. I slept from midnight to 9 AM? Oh boy, really sleeping in now! Ha ha.

And let me tell you: I’m bored. This could be a very depressing day if I don’t think of something to do with myself. I’m due to make chili, but otherwise, I don’t intend to eat too much. I spend the rest of the week trying to eat as much as possible, so on Sunday, I let myself slack. Yeah, I’ve already said this before; I’m boring. Other people give themselves cheat days where they can eat more. I give myself a cheat day where I can eat less.

I wonder if I could experiment with listening to different music based on what day of the week it is. Yeah, I’m very lazy when it comes to music. I have all of my mp3’s loaded into WinAmp, and I end up listening to the same stuff over and over again. Most of this past week, I kept reclicking ‘Eye of the Tiger’. But right now, ‘Telegraph Road’ and ‘Achilles Last Stand’ fit my mood better.

I’ll probably spend the day playing Dragon Quest VIII, anyway. I will beat the game with only Fisticuffs and no weapons!

I should go pee, poop, eat, and get dressed. Though, not necessarily in that order.