All fucking day.

I worked 13 hours.

And I thought it was Friday.

13. Fucking. Hours.

Thought. It. Was. Friday.

On 3 hours of sleep and a pear.

frozen-vodka is dead.

I need sleep.

And nachos, damn you.

BTW, my Sweets is down. *sigh* Man, the boy needs to get his ass out here so I can coddle him.