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Odd Day Yeah
Jul. 23rd, 2008 12:30 pmI woke up this morning hung over.
I woke up at eight. That's really, really late for me. I'm used to waking up at three thirty every morning, and if I go back to sleep I usually wake up again around five or so.
I did not wake up until eight. So I guess my sleep schedule is already getting weird on me.
My head hurt. My neck hurt. My shoulder hurt. My back hurt. My hands hurt. My face hurt. Every fucking thing hurt.
I tried to get out of bed but the floor dumped me back in. It can do that, the floor.
( Okay, so, now that we've established I must have gotten drunk last night... )
Geez, if you read through all this, you're a trooper, that's for sure. Thanks. Even if you don't leave a comment, thanks for just reading. I think a few months ago in one of my entries I swore I wasn't always like this. Huh. Apparently I am always like this. Sorry to mislead.
I woke up at eight. That's really, really late for me. I'm used to waking up at three thirty every morning, and if I go back to sleep I usually wake up again around five or so.
I did not wake up until eight. So I guess my sleep schedule is already getting weird on me.
My head hurt. My neck hurt. My shoulder hurt. My back hurt. My hands hurt. My face hurt. Every fucking thing hurt.
I tried to get out of bed but the floor dumped me back in. It can do that, the floor.
( Okay, so, now that we've established I must have gotten drunk last night... )
Geez, if you read through all this, you're a trooper, that's for sure. Thanks. Even if you don't leave a comment, thanks for just reading. I think a few months ago in one of my entries I swore I wasn't always like this. Huh. Apparently I am always like this. Sorry to mislead.
