Wow, so I just woke up.

Slept in 'til 2:30. Played with the kittens, etc. Went to Buffalo Wild Wings for Old Bay wings. By the time we got there, it had been almost 24 hours since my last meal, and I very nearly passed out at the table. So, y'know, that was fun. Stopped at Petsmart for a scratching post. Came home. Passed out AGAIN for another four hours. Feel vaguely like I was run over with a Mack truck. Want popsicles now, and probably the rest of my wings, as I could only manage a measly seven at the restaurant.

Also, I have had hiccups for the entirety of my waking day. WTF.