Friday

Ah, nine and a half hours of sleep and I feel much more coherent. I don't know what it is about this week that's making me so tired, but I don't like it. I'm not the only tired one, though. The guy's excuse for not calling last night? He fell asleep on the sofa at eight and didn't wake up till midnight.

It's Friday, people! I've got lots of babysitting to do this weekend, which will keep me busy. I've also got a lunch date tomorrow, if he manages to stay awake long enough to call me tonight. Should be an interesting weekend.