sleepythe streets are littered with people propped up on each other and wobbling down the sidewalks. a number of them are obviously still up. the diners especially are packed with them, all trying to drown their hangovers in eggs and hashbrowns. we got to breakfast early (9:30--early for new year's day) so did not have to fight for a table.
afterwards I took a bunch more of my cds up to amoeba for more pin money to get me through till I start working later next week. or the week after; we are meeting on the 8th but my birthday is the 10th so there'll be no working that weekend for me! my birthday is a national holiday--in the nation of erik. and it generally lasts for at least three days. I used to really love having my birthday spaced out just far enough from xmas to prolong the festivities but jan 11 is major comedown day. which is why I often let myself have an after-birthday day as well. eventually I get back to business, whatever that might be.
now I am in my pajamas and about to crawl up to bed to read myself to sleep. I napped from 1am to 7am this morning so am a bit tired and would like to get a nice chunk of sleep this afternoon if at all possible. I myself had nothing to drink last night but fizzy water and I didn't really mean to stay up that late but I was enjoying the poetry I was reading (others' poetry, from a book, to myself in my house) until suddenly I was falling asleep so I kicked off my socks and went to bed. at 7 my body said ok let's get up and I was like ok why not.
new year's day may be my favorite national holiday--it's one day I can do absolutely nothing guilt free and since I don't do the chemical alteration part of new year's eve anymore I don't have to suffer with a hangover, which as we all know comes with a certain portion of guilt all its own.
later I might see who is open that can sell me a real burrito instead of a frozen one. depends on when I wake up.
