A Day Of Rest

Woke up halfway between hungover and drunk. Couldn't find my phone, so tried to email via my desktop, but couldn't get in that way. JJD sent my calling in sick email for me, and I found my phone in the blankets next to me. Plugged it in and slept/sweated for another few hours.

I ignored the mountain of emails when I woke up for real, instead watching RPDR Reunion (nowhere near as exciting as everyone made it out to be) and *a lot* of porn. I jerked off 3 times, and I'd jerk off 2 more times by the end of the night. If only I could bottle that part of the hangover without the rest of it.

Partway through the day, I heard Bryan scream in anger. He'd been fired for leaving uncooked chicken out, or something. He hated the job anyway, and bitched constantly about leaving it, though I'd obviously been telling him to find a new job before he did. But this is problematic because he wasn't saving money before - all my attempts to get him to do a budget, or clean up his stuff, or do his dishes...anything, really, had been met with him agreeing to do it...and then not.

He passed out, I went to bed on time, oddly sleepy for having slept most of the day and done nothing.