Unbagging the Cats 1

Unbagging the Cats 1

Monday, November 7, 2011

Rumors of My Lethargy Have Been Greatly Understated

My extra hour of sleep this weekend seems to have made me crave even more. I barely have the energy to think up prepositions to end sentences with. And my usual lightning-quick ability to toss out cliches willy-nilly is slower than molasses in January.

I'm taking a chair nap.


BECKY said...

You kill me! And I mean that in the best possible way....

Sioux said...

Is there room for two in that Lazy-Boy of yours? I too have been hunting for more sleep since the time change...

Linda O'Connell said...

DSS=Daylight Savings Sucks

Bailey @OverYonderLit said...

I take those all the time, often without pre-planning. At least you don't have a gang that hangs out at midnight outside your dorm window, screaming and hollering at each about stuff. OH and stomping after each other because "He took my shoe!" I feel like I am ready to live in a retirement home after last night.

Val Thevictorian said...

Good thing you appear to have more than nine lives!

In the real upstairs La-Z-Boy, there is room for two. It's a big man's chair. But in my basement lair, with the big-screen TV, it's a cheap knock-off. We balance things with our special brand of Feng Shui: big chair/little TV, big TV/little chair.

And UPS = Unqualified People Shipping.

My dorm room was at the end of the hall. By the stairs. I was on the 9th floor, the only floor above us housing laundry facilities, snack machines, and a study lounge. I can't count the times I was awakened by a laundry cart surfing down the stairwell.