I’m awake. Somehow.

I have no idea how I managed to pull that off. Nor do I have any idea how I managed to drag my ass to work this morning. I got enough sleep, I just didn’t want to get up. No big surprise for me lately; stay up ’til 4 for one weekend and my sleep routine goes straight to hell for a week and a half. Not that I’m complaining, mind you–some of said time spent throwing my sleep routine off balance was spent in conversation with sheyrena, so it’s all good. I just have to learn not to do that to such extremes. At least until I can get around to booking my week or so off. Eh, I’ll learn that later. Keeping odd hours is what I do. Isn’t that why they invented coffee?

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