drugged

i hate when i fall back into sleep around 7 or 7:30 and it's deeper than all the night sleep i've had so far and so i end up really groggy and druggy feeling at 8:15 when i have to wake up
speaking of druggy. there's all kinds of stories from this past weekend (frenetic fun ones, laid back calm ones, and wow i am not so good at being a gracious host for 5 whole days) but my favorite is how on sunday morning at 9:30 i got out of bed with a mild sore throat. took 3 of monk's ibuprofens to ease the pain a little nad went back to bed to sneak another hour of sleep since ameswell was still asleep in the guest room.
at around 11:30 monk got a little lovey with me and i thrashed a little and managed a drawled "i'm not feelin it" .. he tried to wake me up. "your friend is in the other room" (yet still amorous). i managed to kind of open my eyes. at this point he's wondering who the heck i am since i never am not feelin it. and i'm wondering who the heck i am since i never am not feelin it.
i get up to take a shower and in teh bathroom i realize that i took 3 of ames' tylenol pm's at 9:30 am. not 3 of monkk's ibuprofens.
HA HA HA.
i was drugged and mildly comatose all day long.
thank goodness for digital cable, ferris beullers day off, and thai food. i didn't have to leave the couch.
now, i leave for work.

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