Today I set my alarm for PM instead of AM (oh how I miss the 24 hours clocks of Germany), and woke up at 1:22pm. Which would be all well and good, if I hadn't have made plans to give a coworker a drive to work today...if this HADN'T been one of only two days this week that I actually had work.
Anyway, the coworker (who I must say, must have stood out in the cold for a least 45 minutes waiting for me - should I remind you that I live in Canada?) miraculously forgave me when I called her. She said she was just happy that I wasn't dead in a ditch somewhere...and that she had since defrosted, and that she'd see me in the New Year.
Arrrrrrg, I feel like such an idiot...a well rested idiot.
Here are my thoughts on the episodes that I watched last night. Three instead of two. I've got to slow watching these things down. I'm blaming the timeline I'm working on...it's the historical researcher in me, I'm obsessed with making this timeline! It can't be healthy.
Once again, I mention foreshadowy events, but only vaguely.