Eighty-one. Better than staring at the ceiling.

[menaasuvari]

First things first: I have insomnia. A Marla Sokoloff-level bout of insomnia; she's usually the one of us who complains of not being able to sleep. It's not the only thing I've gotten from her lately, it seems, but right now, it seems the most pertinent. I stare at the ceiling, praying for sleep to come, hoping for a magic sleep fairy to bring

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[aljmilano]

Hey Mena, I added you.