Saturday, October 25, 2014

saturday morning

dreaming about a racism story at work that got a man hissed, but everyone was speaking in french so i don't understand what he said only that it was entirely inappropriate

how could it be so impossibly difficult to get out of bed? getting up still asleep 

not an efficient morning at all
random shit going wrong all day
feeling awful when leaving, slow-motion shopping

no time to decompress due to a fucking FIG allergy, fortunately the hives disappeared quickly with the benadryl i ran on my shitty knee to get...

mike birbiglia: what i should have said was nothing is great

early crash, toughing up to wake up early, do dishes, make breakfast and help search for gd's lost underwear bag which appears to have been left in victoria


now for a quick pre-laser rest

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