Lazy Bum.

Yup, that's me. How lazy am I? So lazy that my usual hours of sleep per night have increased from 8 to 10.5 in the past two weeks (we have new sheets...they're cozy). So lazy that I haven't contacted either Matt OR my multitude of cousins in Toronto about staying with them this Friday night (despite the fact that I've been meaning to for the past week). So lazy that my tax forms made it to my mother JUST in time to be processed (after they'd sat around my apartment for a month). So lazy that I can't be bothered to think of anything else to write, so I'll end this post right now. Hah.

My kitten is vomiting in the bedroom. Christ please do not let him be throwing up in the bed.