Day late and a dollar short...

Aug 10, 2005 21:46

When I woke up, the cloudy sky forced light in through the cheap venitian blinds in my window, throwing gray color all over the room. My mom wander's in to my room and tells me it's 6:10. I roll over, stubbornly, and had another go at counting sheep. I started stirring again at about 6:50. I forced myself out of bed, tear off my clothes, and, ( Read more... )

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sgtfreedomcock August 14 2005, 07:29:42 UTC
I once gained twelve hours; thought I started drinking at 11AM on a Friday, turns out it was 11 AM on Thursday. Course I can't really remember much after that and I woke up on Saturday in a ditch covered in my own vomit and excrement and I almost got fired for missing a day of work. ON the plus side they never did catch me for boozin' it up on the job.

FreedomCOCK out.

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