After 3 days of little to no sleep i finally passed out on our love seat around 1pm yesterday, i just woke up. Thats 12 hours of hard sleep curled up into a small ball. I'm a little over 6 foot tall and our love seat can't be more then 4 foot long. Still I somehow managed to stay on it all night long with a small blanket. I woke up with a headache and immediately thought "oh no Megan wanted to go shopping and i slept all day!" (Megan is my girlfriend for those who don't know me in person) I went into the kitchen and looked to see if she had gone without me, seemed as though she didn't. Well anyone who knows me knows I drink coke like a fiend. I know its awful for me and i don't really mind. I think in a world full of things that can harm you coke has to be on the lower end of thing. Anyway, I open the fridge and what do i see? A brand new 2 liter of coke sitting there just for me! Oh My God, I have been drinking my GFs diet crap from a few days because we hadn't gone shopping and to finally have delicious coke again is wonderful. Yes, i know it takes little to nothing to make me happy, but you have to enjoy the little things. Its a rule... look it up... Do it, right now i'll wait. It's rule #32... See?
Currently listening to this.