I'm getting used to OB time so this morning I woke up at six, remembered it was a weekend, and went back to sleep. Which I think is the best thing about weekends. I get tremendous satisfaction from thumping my alarm clock and going back under the covers hehe. Most of the day I've been in bed, shuffling between reading The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman (it's a children's book, i'm still stuck in nostalgia) and going through my reading list on GoogleReader with my playlist of oldish songs in the background.
God, lazy days are the best. I feel like a certain fat cat whose favorite days are spent sleeping and eating lasagna.