What Does Early To Bed And Late To Rise Make You?

Yesterday, for reasons that are beyond me, I slept until after 10. I woke up surprised at the lateness of the hour, considering that I’d gone to bed around midnight, and by the fact that my mother hadn’t called yet.
(The latter was resolved within about five minutes when my mother called and said that she’d been waiting for me to call.)
Still not sure why I slept so late, though it’s hardly as if it matters, considering that I, once again, totally wasted the day.
I did watch the Night of the Comet DVD, though, and found that my recollection wasn’t too colored by nostalgia and that it was as entertaining as I remembered it to be (and Catherine Mary Stewart was just as hot).
I actually specifically recall going to see the movie at the theater. It would have been early 1985, and I went to see it with Greg Leppanen. I would have been in 7th grade and Greg in 8th.
This was the period that had followed two solid years of pretty much non-stop abuse from everyone I knew at which we had reached a sort of détente in which I generally avoided everyone and in exchange they didn’t call me names or throw stuff at me and on occasion I engaged in some semi-friendly activities with some of them, though I was always mentally prepared to retreat and had learned not to share too many of my thoughts with them for fear of having them used against me. Nowadays my defense mechanisms consist mostly of just not giving a shit what anyone thinks or says, though there are still some things that I actually hold back (Believe it or not.).
In any case, I recall that the goodness didn’t stop after seeing the movie, as a storm came in that night and school was cancelled the next day.
Today has been about as eventful as yesterday, though I did wake up earlier (despite going to bed later).
Once I got up I did the requisite amount of sitting around, then went to Super Target to pick up a few groceries and one of those automatic shower cleaner dealies, as they now come with a shower caddy (the lack of which was the main reason I had not previously purchased one).
Add in cooking a pork loin for dinner and having Absolute Watchmen arrive in the mail – the thing is HUGE – and you’ve got pretty much my whole day neatly summarized.