It is 9:43am. I am awake. Overtime beckons, and I just got off work at 3am.
Kill me now.
Crispy tard.

Shit... I've been awake for almost 24 hours. The shitty thing is that I was working for 13.

I think I'll go to bed before I become even more of a crispy tard.

fweeeeeee

What a blustery day! I think I'll go back to sleep...

I have a new phone. It is an LG VX6000. It has a camera and I took a picture of my eyeball. Yay ( Read more... )

I couldn't sleep last night. Then Crazy Brian came up from Albany. We had coffee and lunch. I came home afterward and my mom called. She has an interesting way of making me feel like shit without having to directly say anything ( Read more... )

I do not have any friends named Kevin.
Must be another person with my name.
Just setting myself at ease.

Wow. It's 6:30am and I'm still awake.
Goo.

Shit, I just about choked on a sleeping pill...
It's my weekend now! Yay!
What should I do?

I am so ready for this week to be over. Unfortunatly, I have one more day of work ahead of me... I swear I'm going to slaughter one of my co-workers. She doesn't know her ass from her elbow, and if I hear her say, "Uhh... let me ask a supervisor. Just a moment." one more time, I'll slit her throat ( Read more... )

I'm not feeling very good today. The thought of going to work makes me sick to my stomach.
I am a fucking wuss.