Couch Potato.

So I haven't figured out why people write blogs.  I suffer from writer's block big time. I don't stick to just one subject. My mind is constantly shifting back and fro with different ideas. I'm like, I'm so writing that. Just as I lay hands on the keyboard, blank. 

Sunday afternoon I lay back on my black duvet and watch reruns of Sex and the City. No hangovers, no headaches, no nothing. Which is a first in a very very long time. Spending Saturday night indoors watching Bruce Willis' Die Hard, eating mouthfuls of popcorn and drinking tea hardly calls for a hangover. It did no harm to my finances too.