I'm tired and a bit hungover and all I want is greasy food and feta cheese.

John's best friend Mikey and his girlfriend Jeannie are asleep on an air mattress in our living room. I don't know how they can still be sleeping, it's almost 12:30!

Who am I to talk, I am still in my pjs and bathrobe.

We're about to rouse the troops to get out to breakfast, and then... I dunno. This is the first actual Sunday John and I have off together where we don't have something we have to do, and I don't know what we're going to do with it. Carly and Andy are in town but leaving today, as are Mike and Jeannie. I feel bad for saying it, but I almost don't really want to hang out much before everyone leaves. I kind of want to stay hidden away here.

Last night was fun, got a little too drunk but not much. That was our ONE night of going out for the month, after looking at our finances. We probably shouldn't have done it, but it's not often that we have both of our best friends in town at the same time.

I have laundry to do, a house to clean, and a video game to watch John play.

I wish we could go get coffee at the Drop.

I had some stuff to say but it has flown, and this is pointless.