christiaan and i had this running joke of sorts... wherein i would invariably fall asleep after work and then wake up at like 7pm and be totally disoriented... and i would say, in a cute petulant whiny way, "i'm so confused!" and then squeak and duck under the covers or something. and he'd say, "sweetie you're always confused." okay it's not really funny to anyone else. but i totally had one of those moments today. i was all awake and had eaten dinner and watched 2 episodes of veronica mars from the disc that arrived from netflix, and then my bed looked so inviting so i dove into it and then woke up like 2 hours later (9:30pm) when helen called, and i was like, "i'm so confused!" then i ate some pistaschio ice cream and watched the o.c. (which my trusty vcr had taped).

anyway now it's 12:30 and i'm so thirsty and confused and my brain hurts but i have homework to do. should i go to bed and pretend i'll wake up at 7am to do work? blah.

xo.