Tuesday, July 29, 2003

You know what I really hate? When you drive home from a long day (and I'm talking 21 hours) and actually have to contend with morning FUCKING traffic because it's already 8 AM. I mean, all I want is to get home immediately and into my bed... I actually passed my mom on her way to work.

Writing this since it's now useless. Have an hour and a half to sleep, but had to do some stuff. Now thinking if I should still sleep or not.

It helps that I feel I am watching something great unfold.

In a few hours I leave the house again, and will probably not return until tomorrow morning. Again.

I should be sick tomorrow.

Good thing I have a lot of unwatched DVDs.

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