running the same music as last night. typing with one hand cause the other hand upports a head too tired for work today. i've got to get a shower and go get those cartoons uncreased so brett doesn't have a fit [oh god he might stop hitting on me. insert mock grief here.] and make sure i'm at work by ten to three. there is a party of thirty.

one nineteen.

it's been an hour and i haven't done anything. where does all this time ago. i did lay down for awhile.. i blew my nose seventy or six times.. i want to go back to sleep. mush head.

saturday night after work i went

goddd

shower

work

silly sara fell asleep again