My first alarm went off at 3:55 AM this morning. Then the second one at 4:03 AM. So I was out of bed by 4:08 AM. I remembering thinking something along the lines of "dammit, let's start this friggin day." Not an exact quote but it was close to that. So I run to the bathroom to stick my head under the drain, and mouthwash my mouth. Then I grab some coffee. I decided I was actually hungry so I baked some buns and spread red pepper hummus on them when I took them out and before I put them in my mouth. Run back to my room to put "work" clothes on. (i.e. me at my preppiest) I put Gosssip Girl to shame some days. So I have four buns and hummus, grab my trusty leather coat and run out the door. Then safely tip toe on the ice to get to my car. Once at work the time goes slowly and the job is tedious. I begin to resent my black argyle sweater vest for not being more accommodating to my tired little body about halfway through my shift. The good thing about work today, I really had no customer interaction at all. I was in the back sorting and reticketing. It wasn't terrible. But I was exhausted. Am exhausted. I started staring at the posters on the wall, and the words started popping out as if I had on 3-D glasses. No joke. It was crazy. I took the back roads home so I didn't have to face the expressway. What got me through work was coffee and my new favorite Crystal Light. It's so good. So I got home and decided I can't take a nap because I am not a "nap" kinda guy. So I got grumpy and more tired and I was really uncomfortable and irritable. So I changed into my favorite over sized hoodie and loose jeans and feel a little better. But then I remembered this time in middle school when I had a favorite hoodie and thought it was the best thing ever. And I wore it to a track meet once and thought I had lost it or a kid from another school and taken it and I got all depressed. And I was bummed out and complaining about and saying how upset I was to all my "friends" on the team. I even went to the principal of the hosting school and told him to call my coach if someone found a hoodie on the field. I was so sad. And then the next day at school one of my "friends" (joey mapolishlastname) said that he had taken it home by "mistake" and that I could have it back. I had such assholes for "friends" back in middle school. They were all against me. Made my life hell. I hope they have herpes. Fuckers. Now I'm really in a bad mood. I need more hummus. At least I have VIP status again at the bar tonight. That should kick me out of my bad mood. Or initiate a bar fight! We'll see how it goes. Have to make sure not to wear my glasses.
"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?" -E. Hemingway
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