52/339: Bed

[rejectomorph]

Barely eight o'clock in the evening and I can barely keep my eyes open. I finally got around to eating Friday's dinner, for Tuesday breakfast, or maybe it was even brunch. Way late in any case. And I got no nap Tuesday, which is why I'm so tired right now. In lieu of Tuesday diner I just munched a cookie, and unsurprisingly found it adequate as a meal substitute. I'm sure I'll have no problem getting to sleep once I drag my carcass into the bedroom and ensconce it under those inviting, cozy covers. The mild afternoon is a distant memory, and chill is the nocturnal mode. I was about to say I wasn't going to get to sleep just sitting here, but then I went to sleep just sitting here, so definitely bedtime.