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It is 2 am. I just worked three shifts in a row. You know when you're on your feet so much, you strain your big toes, and every step hurts like a bitch? Then again maybe I just walk funny. I have to work every day this week. Super.

I think I might have pinkeye. I look like a demon from a horror movie.

I went to a rockin' party on Friday. Very debaucherous. I had a fabulous time. I'm a little bitter though. The busy Valentines weekend was really hard on me after that night, and I'm a little choked that none of my friends who were in it with me, and know what a mess I was, have bothered to call and follow up. Maybe I just expect a lot out of my friends, but in this case, I think I deserve a check-in.

Anyway, someone please remind me that I love my life. I'm sure I'll remember it myself when the sun streaks through my window in the morning.

Oh. It IS the morning. I need to crash because I have to be somewhere at eight.

Sweet dreams.