sunday morning is the only time when you can sleep late and not feel guilty. so that's exactly what i did today, buried my head in the pillow and kept on sleeping. not even a full bladder could get me out of bed. you always read interviews with supermodels and they often list "sleep" as a hobby; how sad! nevertheless, i find great joy in sleeping. i rarely have any trouble falling asleep and when i am sleeping i snore. i'm not ashamed to admit that. snoring is just my body's way of letting the world know how much i like sleeping.
my day-old goulash tasted like crap, i'm throwing it all away. the lesson learned here is not to use ingredients that i don't like, even if the recipe calls for it. the rest of my sunday was spent idling until the evening when i went over to my parents' for dinner then back again to cambridge. watched the new 4th season of
24, i'm hooked again. a family of deadly sleeper agents? nice! but where's kim?