It is shocking that I am still this functional after only 3 hours of sleep last night.

I got in from Montreal last night at 3:30am, got into bed around 4am, and had to get up at 7am for work. Not fun, not fun. I was surprisingly decent until around 2pm this afternoon when I began to crash hard and get really cranky. I wore my glasses as a disguise to hide my tired eyes, but I have to say I don't even think I needed them. That's hardcore. I remember when I couldn't function off less than 7 hours sleep, and when I used to regularly get 9 hours a night. Now I'm lucky if I get 7.

Being in Montreal for the weekend was pretty amazing. I don't think I'll ever tire of that city. I will be visiting often! The weekend in itself was relaxing, I spent a lot of time just chilling and hanging out with Lyndsey. We had some nice heart-to-heart chats, and an afternoon drinking coffee in the sun on her balcony, and lunch in the seaside 'burbs of Saint-Anne-de-Bellevue. And of course we gathered up all the friends posse and headed to a pub on Saturday night for a bit of debauchery. Lots of fun.

Notable moment of the weekend: Lyndsey and I have just finished eating dinner, all of a sudden we realise it's 7:30pm and we're supposed to be downtown for 8. We both yell "SHIT!" But I'm on my way to go eat a cupcake for dessert, and NOTHING will stand between me and my cupcake. So, we're late and flying around getting ready and cleaning up, and there's me, sitting at the table eating my cupcake. PRIORITIES. :P

Anyway, I'm now back in Toronto, and can you believe March is almost over. I certainly can't. It's only 9:00 and I think I'm going to go to bed. Yes. Bed. I love thee.

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posted by Maresa @ 9:00 PM