Oh jeeze. I hate staying up the entire night. I get thrown off for the next couple of days. So now it's 3am, and I think it's around midnight. And it's not. At this point, I'm too drowsy and discombobulated to be write anything meaningful.

Ugh. The whole day has just sort of dragged on and on. I managed to get some work done, so that's cool. I've got even more tomorrow. And then more the rest of the week. Ugh. Not good. I hope I'm not this messed up tomorrow. Hrm...

What if I did this...
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Yeah. That'll work. Sorry, I'm just too out of it to think right now.