Today I spent a disproportionate amount of time in bed

• I woke up at eleven, after having over sixteen hours sleep over the twenty four hours.
• I had fruit toast and coffee at the cafe down the road, where I discussed Keith Urban and Nicole Kidman's marriage, how long it would last and the possibilities for starting a betting sheet.
• I rented three DVDs, all costume dramas, two of which were three hours long each.
• I watched two of afore mentioned DVDs in bed, on the computer.
• I poured coffee on left over chocolate pudding and ate it in bed.
• I cooked weird beetroot/kumara/orange/cinnamon/sesame seed soup for dinner.
• I was evicted from the bedroom because I didn't want to sleep. I wanted to read and watch movies and stuff. And Andy wants to watch the soccer in the morning. So his sleep is more important than my desire to spend more time on my delicious, delightful, and (let's face it) distracting bed.