me: this is what my life has become.
Scott: damn dude…
me: fuck
Scott: what is your week like this time?
me: i remember satying up till like 2 or 3
oh it’s just 9 to 5
but like
if i don’t get enough sleep
then i seriously cna’t even get out of bed
like,
i can’t summon the energy it takes to stop hating my life long enough to get dressed
after i get dressed though, iguess the rest is just a zombified downhill coast from there
Scott: Vegas dude.
me: i hurd that.

I woke up (and wrote that last entry) a while ago, but I’m just getting dressed and getting out of bed now.

My mom was outside, and asked if I wanted something to eat. I told her no. She says “You haven’t eaten anything since last night!”

“WHAT? So?!” I said “I just woke up; it’s only morning!”

I turned around and looked at the clock. It’s 2:30pm.

It’s about 1:30pm. I woke up not too long ago. I got off of work a little after 4am this morning. My back to back double shifts are behind me, as well as 16 straight days of work.

It’s finally over. (for now?)

The last two days with the 8:30pm-4am/10am-6pm/8:30pm-4am/10am-6pm/8:30pm-4am schedules were pret-ty bad. I found I couldn’t walk straight and was bumping into walls. So I didn’t trust myself on the bike and caught the bus to work in the day. My sleeping, eating, and showering schedule have all been really messed up.

But I think things are back to normal now. Kinda.

So I got today and tomorrow off. I’m just going to take it easy today, and then tomorrow night’s Halo night! As luck would have it, it feels like I’m also starting to get sick. What a kick in the sacks!