Because of this, my brain isn't wired right for work. Unlike the past week, I need to be in work to do a very important monthly task. I have the feeling I'm going to fuck it up on the first day when I really can't afford to throw a sickie from simple lack of sleep.
Oh, $DEITY. I just found where I put the other litre of Kick. Bwahahahahaha!! The day's either going to be Hell, or marvellous. Might as well open the bottle and see.
Tonight:
Meet
anjylle, and hope she brings the book this time.Return to flat. Hopefully make some wordcount. Also hopefully catch
coaldustcanary before I pass out into happy oblivionSleep.
Simple plan. Let's see how it holds up to contact with the enemy...
