Same shit, different smell
Today was a pretty much usual day. I woke up at like 1 pm to go into work at 2. I got to work right on time, how I pulled that one off I have no idea. I was in and out of sleep from 9 am till I got up. The first interruption of my prescious sleep came from my mother telling me that she was going into work so I needed to keep an eye on Christian, my brother. After she left I went back to sleep on account that my brother had fallen asleep. Then I got a call from a friend of mine's grandfather that I had apparently gotten my friends tapes for a class and he mine. He had turned them in so he was going to bring me the receit for them. After grunting my way through that through that waste of a conversation I again went back to sleep. Again, my sleep was interrupted *anger* *vein*. I got a call from the funeral place that is taking care of my grandfather's arrangements saying that they just got the doctor to sign the death certificate so now things will take a couple of days longer. The doctor's happy ass had been on vacation *fucker*. I again grunted and "yessed" my way through that other waste of air and went back to sleep. A little while later, surprise, surprise look who's knocking on my door, my friend's grandfather ofcourse *hating the world and it's morning people*. I was dead asleep so I first got up to check who it was. Once I knew it was him I had to come back to my room to get a jacket to put on, I was sleeping so lack of clothing was very much so present. I opened the door, got my receit and with the little consciousness I had managed to say some words which I don't remember. Good thing it wasn't satan, otherwise I could have sold my mortal soul and not known it. I went back to sleep, yet-fucking-again and slept till 1. Went to work. Our vaccum is broken so I tried to sweep the floor but wasn't very successful. All I did was lift up dust and irritate my throat. I was putting up movies for like a good two hours, which sucked ass! My boss Rose decided to come into work, she said she was doing it to save on hours but I'm almost positive she did it so she could play Magic. My proof lies in the fact that she had her cards and told the other girl, April, she could leave early. My boss is great, insane, but great. After getting my ass kicked in Magic I came home. I worked on my Magic decks and talked to my friend Josh on the phone. I wasn't able to talk to Audrey today which sucks but oh well, I'll try tomorrow. She'll come around eventually. I'm feeling rather sick, probably lack of sleep or all the dust I inhaled. Well good night to myself and hopefully I wont vomit.