What was supposed to be a bit of reading and zonking out turned into finishing the other half of the book.
I'm going to be a zombie for church tomorrow. At least that means I'll be more agreeable, if not brain-gobbling.
But that won't be a problem with YOU, will it, you'll make me starve! Shakes fist, cackles and throws spoon. Lousy best friend, late night and obsessive reading, grumbles... I love you!