*crawls out of bed*

[mousme]

I lie. I've been up for nearly forty minutes. It's too frigging early and I've had too frigging little sleep. I am cranky and my stomach hates me (it always does when I haven't had enough sleep).

Gotta finish breakfast, finish abluting, pack a lunch, and go to work for my twelve hour shift. For my next trick, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat! ("Aww, Bullwinkle, again?").

The cats are confused by my schedule. I can't blame them. I'm confused by my schedule. After this I have Saturday, Sunday and Monday off, then two twelve-hour shifts Monday and Tuesday, and then I don't know anymore. I don't want to work next weekend. I'm burnt.

I also have to find time to go water the plants at the Parental Units' place.

Right now I just want to go back to bed.

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