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Bwah.

Just got home from work, not too long ago. Did an overnight of stuff. Ran later than I thought it would. I'm supposed to go back to work at 5pm, but I don't think I'm going to make it. I've reached a stage where I'm stuck vaguely awake and unable to sleep. When 4pm rolls around and it's time to leave for work again...I will be in a sorry state. I don't want to leave things unfinished at work; I'm really bothered by it and want to finish. But I can't justify getting in a car accident or something. I'd be at work from 5pm till close, which means walking back in my door around 10:30pm. Then I have work again tomorrow at 9am. It's funny saying tomorrow at this point, it still seems like it should be the day after tomorrow.

It doesn't help that it's a beautiful morning, with lots of chirpy birds and humming insects. I think I will take out my contacts and listen to podcasts until NPR drones me into unconsciousness. Sounds like a plan.

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I give up on sleeping. There is loud utility work outside the house. There are two cats who insist on fighting over my ability to pet them.

Can't put my contacts in yet, hasn't been enough hours. Don't have any glasses right now. My vision is really bad so i'm typing this with my phone about two inches from my nose. My typing finger keeps hitting my face with every letter. It's pretty amusing.

I officially called out because i will be a wreck tonight. I think its better to stay awake now -- hopefully i'll be able to sleep at a normal time tonight to be ok for tomorrow. So i'm awake, but blind and covered in cats. And the radio just died. Damn.