thebeliever

The rarest of rare: I actually took a Sick Day today. It wasn't a Super Bowl Hangover, I was just fighting a cold, and was DEAD tired when I woke up. It was so nice to sleep in, and I did until 11, which is unheard of for me. After a leisurely visit to the cafe, then I was very productive, working out and cleaning my apartment between mini-naps. Now I'm about to head out with a friend and see The Artist, the French silent film. I hope it's as good as everyone says it is. I've been waching a lot of TV shows on BluRay lately, and I'm in the mood for an old-fashioned film. It better not be boring, or my tired ass will be nodding off. Hope everyone is well...