Burnt out. Drained. Exhausted. Tired. Sleep deprieved. Really, i could list all day on the epitome of my exhaustion. Tis odd, really. Weekends arrive and here i am, barely able to open my eyes, eat, stand or on certain days force myself to put something nice and enjoy the day with fellow friends. Its ok once i'm outside of the casa. Its just really hard to do anything once i'm in. Its like it swallowed me and refused to spit me out.
Its like this great epiphany for the weekends and i'm guessing because weekedays have sucked the energy outta a sleeps-a-lot person and its like some shock my thalamus and thus i sleep all day on weekends. Unfair, really.
So, salute to the weekend and its a sleeping festival for yours truly.
+i miss my mom, dad and my two minions. I hope theyre enjoying the trip. It sure feels lonely on this side of the world.
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