Wrecked

I’ve eaten chocolate all day, including for my lunch.

I got five hours of sleep last night. After I drank. Glasses of wine. Cheap beer. Tiny little shots. An ice cream drink.

I keep saying I’m old, but really it might just be nerdiness. Or both, actually. I went out after dinner last night with some work people, and while hanging out I nearly fell asleep—at 9 PM. The plan was to go dancing, but all I wanted to do was go home, lie in my bed, and watch Lost.

But I went out. And I did have fun. But probably not as much fun as I would’ve had at home, lying in bed, watching Lost.

Tonight I’m taking a nap, going for a walk, eating a salad, and doing 40 minutes on the elliptical. Also drinking lots of water.

And then I'm going home, lying in my bed, and watching The Office.