Hi kids.

Now, I know what you're thinking.

"SARAH! Oh my god, you KNOW your entries are my life, why has it taken you so long to update?!"

or maybe

"Sarah, no diary is as awesome as yours. Why would you force me to read other, less awesome diaries while on the edge of my seat waiting for you to regale us with stories of intrigue, suspense, humor, sex, drugs, and rock n' roll?"

or maybe you're like me, and thinking

"When will the day come where I'm awesome enough to have se...ummm...to have fun in Old Navy dressing rooms?

Well, I'll tell you what I was doing these past...however many days its been since I've updated. Two? Three? Whatever.

Yeah... I slept.

I wish I could say there were more words following that. Preferably words that were something along the lines of "I slept...with Derek Jeter and he showed me 279 reasons to thank God for the penis. In an Old Navy dressing room."

But no such luck. It was just me, doing a killer impression of a coma patient. Eh. Whatever.

Awww man! What the crap?! I'm up at nine in the morning. There's nothing on tv, there's no Dew in the house.

I'm going back to sleep.

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