I couldn't go back to sleep this morning. Thought it'd at least be ten am. I am mistaken and I am awake. Also rip laptop, which means my idle time will consist mostly of staring at the ceiling or my feet or my hands or the back of my eyelids rather than my computer screen watching shit sense content. It's not so bad, I can afford more misfortunes.
Drove home at three am last night and destroyed my guts with nachos. I'm suffering repercussions now. Nonetheless my inane complaints, it's kind of nice out. I opened my blinds almost immediately upon waking and I'm not even cursing.
