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Happy birthday 
imperfectangel, wherever you are.
imperfectangel, wherever you are.December 7th, 2005
I Am So Fucking Tired
Monday: didn't feel good. Spent a good chunk of the day doing fuck-all.
Tuesday: Still not up to par, and spent the day split between sleeping and playing Gun (which was pretty cool, by the way).
Today: Woke up with barely enough energy to groan. Stopped at the convenience store on the way to the farm only to discover that they had no hot dogs (my breakfast-on-the-go of choice). Grabbed a Monster and headed out, which kept me going long enough to get the wine work done. Mid-afternoon, I was crashing hard, came home, finished Gun, and sucked down another Monster, which is coursing through my veins as we speak.
Man, I'm-a crash hard tonight, and I have a feeling I'll be sleeping a lot tomorrow to make up for all this. Yay.
Tuesday: Still not up to par, and spent the day split between sleeping and playing Gun (which was pretty cool, by the way).
Today: Woke up with barely enough energy to groan. Stopped at the convenience store on the way to the farm only to discover that they had no hot dogs (my breakfast-on-the-go of choice). Grabbed a Monster and headed out, which kept me going long enough to get the wine work done. Mid-afternoon, I was crashing hard, came home, finished Gun, and sucked down another Monster, which is coursing through my veins as we speak.
Man, I'm-a crash hard tonight, and I have a feeling I'll be sleeping a lot tomorrow to make up for all this. Yay.
