Slay the Fatted Salmon

Enough of that LiveJournal trash, I'm coming back over here. I'd apologize to Blogspot for cheating on it for 2 weeks, but that'd be ridiculous, since it's a fucking website.

I thought I actually had something to say, but then I thought extra hard and it dissolved like a monkey thrown into a vat of acid. Also, it screamed.

Damn it, I got this coffee from the breakroom with the intention of having it help me concentrate on these e-mails I have to translate. But I drank it while messing around online, so instead it's really helping me to focus on goofing off. Maybe, some high-level fucking around!

I slept for approximately 4 hours last night, which means I've accrued 10 hours of this so-called "sleep debt" for tonight. In order to get 10 hours of sleep, I'll have to go to bed at 8PM. Yeah, I'm sure that'll happen. Can I divide it up? Can I take a 5-hour nap when I get home and then sleep for another 5 before work?

Hey, this is just like my 2nd co-op, where I sat there every day typing about how much sleep I wasn't getting. The only difference is that I knew what I was doing at that job, plus I was eating healthily and exercising religiously, living at Fun-Rama in Philly and having a generally good time. So yeah, it's pretty much exactly the same.