Now, having slept for four hours in a room that was too hot has left me groggy and with headache, and I don't feel like cleaning the kitchen or the litter box, and it's too late to post to LJ yesterday. So pretty much all I've done is turn down the furnace and write this sad early Thursday entry. Happy St. Patrick's Day. I feel hungover and all I drank was one lousy beer with my over-sized dinner last night. That's what my t-shirt should say, if LJ were a t-shirt. Oh, hell, I'm babbling. Maybe I should just shut up and try to go back to sleep.
Rude Awakening
Now, having slept for four hours in a room that was too hot has left me groggy and with headache, and I don't feel like cleaning the kitchen or the litter box, and it's too late to post to LJ yesterday. So pretty much all I've done is turn down the furnace and write this sad early Thursday entry. Happy St. Patrick's Day. I feel hungover and all I drank was one lousy beer with my over-sized dinner last night. That's what my t-shirt should say, if LJ were a t-shirt. Oh, hell, I'm babbling. Maybe I should just shut up and try to go back to sleep.
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Reset Seventeen, Day Nineteen
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Reset Seventeen, Day Eighteen
Friday would be just a memory, if I remembered it. As I don't, I guess it's more like a myth. Maybe it happened, maybe it didn't, but whatever you…
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Reset Seventeen, Day Seventeen
Thursday turned out to not amount to much. I got a notice from the IRS that they had deposited my $600 stimulus check in my account, which actually…
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