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So.
It's three hours 'till I get out of here, and for once, I actually want to go home. Put in a rough night.. barely slept at all, and I'm definitely paying for it now. Not like I cfould help it, though, and for most of it, I wouldn't have wanted to be sleeping. Just wish I could've gotten some rest. Right now I'm alone in the store, waiting for Lea to show up and ruin my day keep me company.
....and here she is. WOOT!
I feel so fucking sick... but I hadn't said anything about it because Dave was in rougher shape than I am. And I wanted him to be able to go home and sleep. I'm doing the same once I get home. Bt right now, I think I need to eat, since I really haven't had a meal since... oh god... Sunday.