i don't have to work until 5pm today. but still, i wanted to get it up kinda early. i set my alarm for 10:48am. but look at that bed. how the heck do you expect me to get out of that comfy little cocoon of comfy comfort? with those t-shirt sheets and that big comfy blanket and pants and sweatshirts and all types of crud to get buried underneath, safe and warm from the oscillating fan that makes me shiver when it points at me. it's impossible to get out of bed before 1pm. IMPOSSIBLE.
besides. i was up til like 3:30 working on my script (i'm SO l.a.!) and editing some old videos. so don't judge me. besides, it's like dr. steve brule says: "when you're sleeping, there's no lonely times. there's just dreams."