Tuesday, June 25, 2019

So I fell asleep a little before 8 (and a little before So You Think You Can Dance), and I woke up just before 3.  Seven hours of sleep.  Probably what I get after 1) worrying about an event that happened yesterday; 2) waking up very early because your body told you to; 3) having drinks for both lunch and a bit snack; and 4) eating 5 1/2 slices of pizza.

But now I'm up and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to bed before I have to wake up for work.  Despite having seven hours, I'm up too early, and if I don't get back to bed, I'll be too tired to stay up for work, lunch nap included.

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Hmmm ... meanwhile I'm letting the afterglow of the party melt away.  Too busy -- well, too busy watching soccer and eating and sleeping.  There are so many other things I want to do -- the WMNSS, the EWR. ...

Oh, and I need to fuck this woman who needs money.  I'll do that tonight, after dinner and the library.  Do my parents know whenever I wear my porno pants?

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