Garfield

          My good night's sleep at Logan's turned into a classic death nap; Allie came and went, Ethan came and went, and I slumbered through the entire day. At five I awoke and went home. I arrived home to find Catie had paid us a visit, and we sat on the back porch and talked for a while. For dinner we had my mother's fantastic spinach lasagna, which I sorely missed at Northeastern. Considering my activities today, I feel like Garfield the cat -- sleep, wake up, say sarcastic things, eat lasagna, go back to sleep.