Saturday, October 18, 2008

Typical Saturday

Today we had a rehearsal for the Haunted Mansion; after walking around an old, unheated three-story house and giant barn for three hours, I came back to my room, put on a pair of extremely fuzzy socks, and curled up . . .

. . . I just woke up. Finding that the sky is dark when you open your eyes is always confusing, but my toes are so toasty right now I really couldn't care less what time it is. Whenever I find myself feeling guilty for not having been productive, I just remind myself: that's what Sundays are for.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

i like how you remind yourself in italics.

MEP said...

And when I talk to myself, I use air quotations.

Anonymous said...

they're the best kind! :)