Confusedness

Tuesday night, I went into the city and hung out with GEB and NEG. I spent the night at GEB's and the next morning, left from her place to get to work.... Maybe it was being slow, maybe because it was early and I hadn't had my morning coffee... but somehow I ended up in Hoboken... i hate taking the wrong train...

Yesterday my parents asked me to drive them to the airport... and I was working from home since yesterday was Yom Kippur and upper management wouldn't be in anyhow... On the way home, I somehow ended up in Florham Park before I realized... wait... this isn't the right road... slash I had gone like 20 miles out of the way before I realized where I was. WTF.

This morning, on the train, i passed out. But it was one of those sleeps where I woke up and had no idea where I was... the first time I woke up, I found a guy sitting next to me... The second time, I thought I had missed my stop (even tho Newark is the last stop). the third time I woke up.... i screamed a little and the guy next to me gave me a weird look... I don't blame him. I tried to stay awake after that