I'm drinking a lil coffee.
I'm talking to mah bitch.
I'm wishing I actually had anything to say here.
I'm trying not to think about work tomorrow.
I'm attempting to make a seperation there.
Work is work, life is life.
my work ethic is a bit TOO well developed.
I'm gonna get some salve for my wounds from the wonderful person.
ANd then I'm going to sleep sleep sleep.
Tuesday I'll be better.
I'll feel more human and helped and not so... all by myself.
dammit I'm a choad.