I've been up since 6am on Wednesday. It's 6pm on Thursday now. Barf.
I started work last night. Coffee was spilled on my backpack and therefore the backpack was washed for the first time ever...and I've had it since I was a junior in high school. It look wonderful now. I might wash it more often.
I'm too tired to sleep. How does that even really work? Shouldn't I just be able to pass out if I'm so tired? I'm gonna go try to sleep- again.
I'm grateful for all the cool things in my life. Having a job is one of them. Huzzah.