Can't sleep; Clowns will eat me
Honestly, i gotta stop going to sleep around 6am only to be woken up by my mother (am i the ONLY courteous person in this entire household?) a couple hours later for her to tell me unimportant crap that can wait. "I bathed the dogs." Yay? I'm sleeping and i care why? Lately, once i'm up, i'm up. My brain kicks back on and tells me all the stuff i need to be doing along with all the stuff i probably shouldn't be doing online. I don't know if anyone understands this but, i am CONSTANTLY tired! 24/7 i am struggling to stay focused, my body wants to sway, my chest feels heavy, and i can't think straight to save my life.
Tho i guess it has it's benefits. Caught the last half hour of G4's (god, i hate typing that) Comic Con preview show yesterday morning and saw the Heroes segment. There were other panels and debuts i woohoo'd around my Chef Boyardee for, but i've forgotten them.
I don't think i mentioned how exactly made of win last week's The Soup was. I don't think i can put it into words.
Hung with Amy on Friday. Her b-day gift to me was treating me to dinner, and typing "feltching" into Urban Dictionary. NO ONE DO THIS! Right now she's at home, sick. The events may or may not be related.
Last night i was called into work because all other employees ditched. Some had good reasons, one was fired. The usual. Only i had to work UP FRONT. With CUSTOMERS. Ewewewewewewewewewew! Getitoff, getitoff, getitoff! I love my bosses and i did manage to have a busy night, but i never want to do that again. Treats may be monotonous but at least they don't ask "OMG is this dog food??" a million times.
I dunno, people. I'm bored. I'mma go terrorize the intarwabz.
Tho i guess it has it's benefits. Caught the last half hour of G4's (god, i hate typing that) Comic Con preview show yesterday morning and saw the Heroes segment. There were other panels and debuts i woohoo'd around my Chef Boyardee for, but i've forgotten them.
I don't think i mentioned how exactly made of win last week's The Soup was. I don't think i can put it into words.
Hung with Amy on Friday. Her b-day gift to me was treating me to dinner, and typing "feltching" into Urban Dictionary. NO ONE DO THIS! Right now she's at home, sick. The events may or may not be related.
Last night i was called into work because all other employees ditched. Some had good reasons, one was fired. The usual. Only i had to work UP FRONT. With CUSTOMERS. Ewewewewewewewewewew! Getitoff, getitoff, getitoff! I love my bosses and i did manage to have a busy night, but i never want to do that again. Treats may be monotonous but at least they don't ask "OMG is this dog food??" a million times.
I dunno, people. I'm bored. I'mma go terrorize the intarwabz.