I nodded off not long after dinner last night — completely knackered. Man, it was only a three-day work week but it was a fucking long one. I think I'm nearly back in the same emotional, physical, and psychological state as I was when I worked in the viper pit. Yes, it's actually very nearly
that time.
Or maybe I just need a break?
Two today. Bought a new marker and tested it. Ugh. It bleeds like a Sharpie.
Read of the month: The Fourth Bear by Jasper Fforde.
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