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What an odd day.
Between the BBQ in honor of St. Lawrence (roasted alive on a grid iron, get it?) and the saying goodbye to the last of my freshman year friends and the revelation that Haley's boyfriend, who I hardly know, decided to e-mail Brooks, who he totally doesn't know, to tell him to hook up with me (um, you're a couple days too late, kiddo, but thanks for the thought?), plus the ordinary tiredness from the first day of my period coupled with the fact that I pretty much haven't gotten a normal night's sleep since pre-NY, I am quite the tired little cookie. As you can tell from the ridiculousness of the preceding sentence.
Anyway. Maybe if I get to sleep soon I'll be able to get through work tomorrow without having to sneak off to take a nap in the middle of the day. Imagine.
What an odd day.
Between the BBQ in honor of St. Lawrence (roasted alive on a grid iron, get it?) and the saying goodbye to the last of my freshman year friends and the revelation that Haley's boyfriend, who I hardly know, decided to e-mail Brooks, who he totally doesn't know, to tell him to hook up with me (um, you're a couple days too late, kiddo, but thanks for the thought?), plus the ordinary tiredness from the first day of my period coupled with the fact that I pretty much haven't gotten a normal night's sleep since pre-NY, I am quite the tired little cookie. As you can tell from the ridiculousness of the preceding sentence.
Anyway. Maybe if I get to sleep soon I'll be able to get through work tomorrow without having to sneak off to take a nap in the middle of the day. Imagine.
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Date: 2004-08-12 07:02 am (UTC)Never know what that fucker will do.