Worked late last night, stayed up too late this morning, didn't do laundry, didn't get haircut or buy new shoes, slept late, finally met my friend downtown, saw Godspell on Broadway, had drinks with friends of his after, saw him off on the train back to the suburbs, suddenly realized I hadn't eaten all day, picked up some Mickey D's out of nostalgia, am now back on the couch.
My feet hurt.