Lovely Day

I got up at 8:30 a.m., due to a very loud and hungry cat's insistent screeching, which she WOULD NOT STOP.

I lay on the couch for several hours, catching up on the shows I'd tivo'd during the week.

I took a nap.

I read Television Without Pity's recaps of every episode of Veronica Mars I haven't seen.

I watched some more television.

I ate manicotti in the living room.

And now I'm sitting here in my pajamas, dirty hair in my eyes, breath reeking of garlic, and loving every second of it.

Ah, Saturdays!