TV is the devil

So. Here it is, the dreaded Sunday night. I know I should go to bed soon but I don't want to because I will wake up and it will be Monday morning. Blah. Rob and I started the day off with church and then promptly came home and spent the ENTIRE DAY on the couch watching TBS. (i.e. movies we've all seen like five million times but you realize it's playing RIGHT NOW and you just can't miss it!) Yeah, we fell asleep somewhere in the middle of "The Breakfast Club" and woke up just in time for the beginning of "Blow" (which we watched in its entirety). Yeah. I'm sure I'll get LOTS of sleep tonight now. So here I sit at my computer with a glass of wine (due to some last minute wedding stress). About two-thirds of the way through my glass I have realized I don't have much tolerance for alcohol. Most of the words you're reading right now have been typed at least twice...and I'm planning on running a spell check just to be sure. Anyway, if I had a reason for writing tonight, I've forgotten it. So. ... Have a good night...and also shaddup. It's not like this never happened to you.