I need to sleep, for at least 6 hours, though my body is craving 12. All this work and going out to other peoples places has worn me right out and there's still saturday to contend with, and then sunday at the hat store, and monday->wendsday at carlton moving boxes around. I'm going to die a horrible death. One that involves face planting into a sufficating puddle of mud, something along those lines.
I need to change my diet so I don't get sick again. No more candy and junk food, I need to eat good stuff when I do decide to eat. Give my body something to work with. *nods* It all sounds good in theory, but my little busrts of being able to get over how much I detest food might not last long enough for me to actually make any.
I'm going to go back to 'work' now and wait for the second of the two people that will probably come up tonight. Its dead.
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