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The sun was rising as i pulled into my driveway this morning. Happy little birds were chirping all over the place and, although normally i guess i'd want to catch those little birds and pull their heads right off of their bodies at that time of the morning, today i just felt happy. Not because it was a good night, it was horrible. We got wrecked at the Parsipanny HUB. I fell down one of the chutes, got hit on the shoulder with a falling 40 pound package full of metal rods, twisted my ankle when a truck hadn't pulled in close enough to the load door... and besides all that, they moved Sparks and Kevin to a different belt for the night so my boys we're even there to make me laugh. But even so, I left that building at 5:05 and i felt pretty damn good. Everything hurts, but I'm happy. Usually I hate Thursday-Friday because week after week i have to combine them into one day with no sleep in order to get everything done that I need to. And this Friday is no different in that sense, but instead of going to UPS for 5 hours after spending the day completing an art project, going to a four hour class and cleaning my room, I'll be going to Hoboken to see someone i haven't seen in far too long. Maybe that's whats put me in such a fine mood, I don't know. It could be the gorgeous fucking weather! 70 degrees and sunny today. Beautiful. I don't know. I can't remember what I was writing about. Too tired right now. Just gotta get past the few hours of exhausted feelings and then i'll be all clear again. Woot. Off to shower now. And ice my shoulder. Excellent.