This has seriously got to stop.
So first of all, for reasons that escaped me I stayed up until damn near 5. Doing absolutely nothing important, at all. Not one thing I did last night was productive or worthwhile. I went to IHOP with Shawn and his friend who’s in town, was home by 2:30 and just dicked around the whole night.
Then I have the nerve to sleep in til 2PM (after, I might add, a very long night of very vivid, rather strange dreams) and I’ve missed my entire day. It’s now 2:48 and I have to work at 5.
Fuck my life.