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It's 5:40am and i'm still awake. this hasn't happened in a few years. i'll regret it on Monday. not tomorrow, though, because I'll end up waking up at my normal time anyway. but monday...monday it'll catch up with me. I don't know what i was even doing tonight. just working on some crafty things and everytime i looked at the clock the time was hours past what I thought.
i often wish i could stop time. when i'm home from work i never have enough time to do what i want. of course what i enjoy are little bullshit things that i piddle around with for hours.
it took me a half hour to pick out a kitchen garbage can the other day.
i have three splinters in my fingers, all of which i got at different times today at work. i'm not sure what i was touching. they are either black something or very dark wood...but we have no dark wood at work. they're driving me crazy now. insomnia.
i often wish i could stop time. when i'm home from work i never have enough time to do what i want. of course what i enjoy are little bullshit things that i piddle around with for hours.
it took me a half hour to pick out a kitchen garbage can the other day.
i have three splinters in my fingers, all of which i got at different times today at work. i'm not sure what i was touching. they are either black something or very dark wood...but we have no dark wood at work. they're driving me crazy now. insomnia.