I don't handle things that irk me very well at all. I wish I could say I'd some day grow out of that...but that would be a disgusting lie.
Please. Someone, anyone.
Recognize humor in this context.
I've recently landed a job that requires me to be awake by the single digits, which honestly should be so bad...but...I mean...the very early single digits. Mind you...I've been an insomniac since 2006. Attempting to change my sleep schedule is a pain the ass. Royal...pain in the ass.
...I don't even know what the hell I'm talking about. Actually I do! I just, am so..so...pissy.
I'll write later when my brain is less jumbled and angry!
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