Work, work, work
Scheisse. Still have so much to do before work tomorrow... where did the day go? Someone must have stolen a handful of hours from it, although I can't begin to imagine the horrors of there being someone fiendish enough to do that.
...Ok, I'm pretty sure that last sentence isn't making sense, but meh. Typing keeps me awake and that's what I need right now. No rest for the...
*cheek slap of doom*
I'm awake. mad
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