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Mar 30, 2012 07:14

I forgot to set my alarm last night. Then I woke up at 5.15am and went HAVE I SET MY ALARM and discovered that I hadn't, so I set it and went back to sleep. Good job, subconscious, that almost makes up for every single dream you've given me since puberty, except for the part where it doesn't because you are BASICALLY A TORTURE DEVICE.

For the first time I am approaching National Poetry Month with trepidation, mostly because I still feel brain dead and I don't have any confidence in my poetry (normally the one area I DO have confidence) at the moment. Today is Friday and I am not looking forward to this either because while my boss being on holiday OUGHT to be an invitation to slack off it actually means I have to do his work as well and I have to go and pester someone I've never spoken to before about something I don't fully understand. I AM TOO AUTISTIC FOR THIS SHIT ARGH.

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