I am not awake.
You know how I know I am not awake? THE FIRST NUMBER ON MY CLOCK SAYS 6.
Normally this wouldn't be so horrifying, but on Monday/Wednesday, I don't work until freaking 10:45.
*glares at blood*
Off to go get more tests done. *crosses fingers*
ETA: Am back now, with a hole in each arm. Also, I didn't know this, but apparently,
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