O, The Weekends You'll Have.

This weekend, in an effort to conserve money and energy, I slept a lot. An awful lot. I’m embarrassed to say exactly how long I slept on Saturday and Sunday, so let’s just say that it was, again, an awful lot. Sinful amount.

I woke up in time to go to my roommate’s 30th Birthday party. It was cool, but a little strange at the same time. I was obviously the youngest person there. I got back just in time to watch Steve Martin host "Saturday Night Live."

I really should have stayed at the party. Better yet, I never should have woke up.

What an awful piece of poppycock. Although, Prince did rock the shit.

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I woke up on Sunday just in time for the Super Bowl (that is only a mild exaggeration – I did get some cleaning done). You can read my thoughts on the Super Bowl here.

And, finally, I am employed. More details to follow as I experience interesting moments in my new job.