Last night was strange. Was supposed to go see Squarepusher, but it was cancelled due to illness. We didn’t know that til we got there. So instead, we went to Tommer’s place and got him out of the bath to entertain us. Ended up wandering around Yorkville in the late evening, talking about Black & White (I need that game) and having some Irish Cream flavoured ice cream. I fell asleep reading on Tommer’s couch, then headed home.
It seems, though, no matter how much I sleep, I’m still exhausted. Tried to eat a bagel this morning, got through half of it and then just felt awful. Sometimes I just can’t eat in the morning.