i could end up working another 12 hours today.

i dont want that.

i'll work more than 7. that i understand and am fine with.

those extra 5. thats what i worry about.

im hoping i can make it so i can go home early.

my stomach only hurts slightly right now.

i believe singing in the shower helped it.

i dont know what it is about you that makes me love you so.

i had this weird dream, although i only remember bits and pieces. not the plot. so it makes no sense.

the only thing that remains linear is the progress of spaces and places.

work was great yesterday. the right combo of people. kim and kristen. lewis. e., later on. today i dont know who i work with, other than not kim. maybe becca. maybe not.

maybe finally fuck it and just take a shot and i battered broken barely hoping remade token.

after work i have plans. if i have any money left, which i should, i will stop and pick something up to eat. then i will come home. i will write. and talk to people. then i will sleep.

because i will work tomorrow. although i dont know what time. although, if i luck out, itll be the six to midnight shift.

maybe ill ask for that.

cause, you know, they are making the schedule today.

yeah.