Lethargic, apathetic and whiny
Last night, I slept for seven hours. I got up, had breakfast, and promptly slept for four more.
Despite that, my eyes prefer to stay closed, and my head feels like a soft-boiled egg that someone has hit with a spoon.
I'm hungry, but am unnaturally apathetic toward the thought of food. It's too much trouble. Especially since my kitchen is still a disaster zone.
This is what happens when I'm not properly caffeinated. Sucked down my last reserves on Wedsnesday and am now in the throes of deprivation.
It ain't pretty.
.
Despite that, my eyes prefer to stay closed, and my head feels like a soft-boiled egg that someone has hit with a spoon.
I'm hungry, but am unnaturally apathetic toward the thought of food. It's too much trouble. Especially since my kitchen is still a disaster zone.
This is what happens when I'm not properly caffeinated. Sucked down my last reserves on Wedsnesday and am now in the throes of deprivation.
It ain't pretty.
.