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Wednesday, November 23, 2005 If I don't want to sleep, I don't have to Earlier today, I was just starting my shift, and one co-worker asked how I was doing. My co-receptionist said something very bitter about how I was ecstatic every minute because I was "counting down the days 'til I left that shitpit". I didn't know what to say. I don't count, really. Numbers. You know. Yawns to that. Tonight was shopping night, where some housemates and I went to the super market and impulse-bought our months' groceries. It's great how many kinds of frosting we end up with. Also, I saw in a news publication that Mary-Kate's doing better, and thank God! I was a little worried. I slept 'til Jesus-God today, because my shift didn't begin until mod-afternoon, and now I worry that I will try to sleep and fail. That's always embarrassing. posted by Frenz | 11/23/2005 01:48:00 AM 1 comments |
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