Sleepiness

Right. RIGHT. It's been a week and even though my eyes hurt and the last seven days were rather boring I feel like I need to write something now or this blog will fall asleep and never wake up again.

Why do my eyes hurt? Because I didn't take my contacts out last night.
Why did I not take them out? Because I got home so pissed off my face that I actually do not remember getting home, just waking up rather nakedly curled up in a little corner of my bed with two Italian guys staring in my windows. They were painting the house, I think. I hope.

According to Alexa's facebook status the two of us had a fun night full of wine and beer last night and my hurty head proves it.
It was the first fun night out I had since Sunday, when I went for a couple of games of pool with Jules and generously let her win them all.

The rest of the week I stayed in, went to bed early and read a lot of literarily valuable books.

Today, seeing as I felt like a piece of marzipan someone accidentally put in their mouth, chewed a few times and then spit out again, I just stayed in bed and watched films and drank lots of water and followed the UK elections. I don't really know much about their political system (I don't even know much about the German system, to be honest. I am a bad citizen.), but I like election days. They excite me. Especially when it's all about the future of a country I might want to move to before the next elections take place. And well... yeah... the results of this election didn't change my mind about that, at least.

Tomorrow my friend Rebecca is coming and the plan is to sit at the lake, laugh and drink white wine out of the bottle. And I don't care that google weather says it will be 16 degrees and rain.
So... looking forward to that!

But now I will put on my grumpy-but-gorgeous-pyjama-bottoms, just incase Italian painters are working saturdays and lay my little head down and sleep.