Today was going to be a day I did things. Gym, brunch at a new restaurant, campaign calls, dinner with M at a steakhouse. What did I do today instead? Sleep. Sleep sleep sleep. I got up out of my bed, moved to the couch, and laid there all day long. I slept for HOURS. Hours, I say! I don't even know how long. And now I still feel tired (but not tired enough to go to bed, natch) and fat and gross. Bleeeeech.