Last night Lizzie B., Gato, and I watched the premiere of Twilight. Screaming 'tweens abounded.
Sadly, I fell asleep toward the end.
Damnit!
It seems I've inherited my sister's affliction. She has a habit of falling asleep if left alone for more than 5 minutes. On a couch, in a car, in a movie, near or far...(thanks, Dr. Seuss)
I attribute it to her ability to work 25 hours a day. We Lozano women have a ridiculous capacity for immense workloads. My mother, despite being her own boss for the past 35 years, works herself to death on a daily basis, often citing the amorphous reasoning of "I have so much to do..."
Coming by it honestly: still not an excuse for being ridiculously exhausted and snippy.
Poor Gato.
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similar problem:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHr24_OzmfY&feature=related
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