so i was supposed to go to the parade meeting today and also clean the house a bit and also hang out with that one guy i met at the fundraiser
anyway, the meetings are at 12:30... around 11am i wasn't feeling so hot - just really tired and such...
so i called said fella and told him i was ill and then i went to take a short nap... that was at 11am...
i woke up at 5:23pm... what the!?
man alive... guess my body just said "enough" and konked out.
of course, i hear from my parade guy (not the one i was supposed to do lunch with) and it turns out that one of the bigwigs in town was at the meeting and showered the website and me with praise and of course, i WASN'T bloody there.
*sigh*
figures.
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weird thing is... i am still unbelievably tired.

