I have so many goddamn things I have to do tonight before I go to bed around 9 so I can wake up at 4am. GLEE. But I'm tired. BEYOND tired. It hit me like a ton of bricks when I got home. And I'm so goddamn stressed out. I just wanna sleep for days. I have to clean the house. Do laundry. Umm... I guess that was it. But at the moment it feels like a million things. Ugh.
At least I have Wednesday off. And I had to work an hour and a half over today, so that means I get off an hour and a half early on Friday. Which means more Terry-face-time 'cause I also have Saturday off (!!!). Knowing I'll see him is the only goddamn thing that gets me through the week anymore.
I wanna put a million dollars in my gas tank.
Payday Friday. Dunno how I'm gonna last until then. I'm totally fucking broke, which means no way to chug energy for work. And no snackies throughout the day. At least I have half a tank of gas.
Goddamnit. I guess I'm gonna pull my ass away from the computer and attempt to get SOMETHING done so I can have clean clothes to wear to work tomorrow. And then pass the hell out. Heh.
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