Wrinkle Toes

Today I woke up at 12noon.
That usually means you had a good time the night before.
Yup.

Saw some friends. Sat ina hot tub for 3.5 hours. By the end, my feet were painfully wrinkly. I really wanted to get out.
So we went to Denny's --- my least favourtie restaurant-like establishment ever. I didn't order anything because I refuse to support sucha business (actually, I just forgot my wallet... and I was really hungry), but we chilled until 230am.

Our waitress was really odd. She was the kind of waitress who wanted to let you know that she hated her job. Well, she works at Denny's on the overnight shift, what do you expect?