I'm so tired...
I haven't slept a wink... as the song goes.
Well, I have slept a wink—about one hour. Let me explain. I went to Burger King to work on my screenplay. I bought a value meal and kept on refilling my cup with Coke. I took a brief break to throw some clothes in the wash, and then returned, bought another value meal, and kept on refilling my cup with Coke.
I had so many calories and so much caffeine that my body refused to sleep. I ended up falling asleep at six-something-a.m. My alarm went off at 7:20.
To my bed mate: I hope I didn't wake you up while I was tossing, turning, and fumbling to turn off my phone alarm.
Well, I have slept a wink—about one hour. Let me explain. I went to Burger King to work on my screenplay. I bought a value meal and kept on refilling my cup with Coke. I took a brief break to throw some clothes in the wash, and then returned, bought another value meal, and kept on refilling my cup with Coke.
I had so many calories and so much caffeine that my body refused to sleep. I ended up falling asleep at six-something-a.m. My alarm went off at 7:20.
To my bed mate: I hope I didn't wake you up while I was tossing, turning, and fumbling to turn off my phone alarm.
posted by Patrick K. at 6:15 PM
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I was dead to the world, but my sheets smell like you.
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