Seriously dudes, I am the tiredest person ever. Due to a series of unfortunate encounters with other people's bodily fluids, I found myself naked and in need of clothes at three different times between the hours of 1:00 a.m. and 6:00 a.m. As if that wasn't pathetic enough, these encounters culminated with puke in my hair and the need for a shower when it was still dark out. You know you are tired when a shower does not wake you up in the least. Surprisingly, this morning was atypical and not a regular occurrence in my life. Which could be why I am wrecked. I had visions of starting on TD's Christmas stocking during nap time today. But instead I am eeking out a blog post and then falling asleep face first on the floor. The couch is just too far. And the bed? Separated by two sets of stairs.
I am partially responsible for my own tiredness as I stayed up later than I should have making a Caramel Brulee Cheesecake. It is pretty damn good so I am not sure, even knowing what lie ahead, that I would have skipped the baking and gone straight to bed. I do know I'm not skipping the eating before I take a nap!