That feeling you get when you work so many hours that your days just tie together and you forget what day it is. You know the date because you have to write it down on stuff and tell people when they need to write it down on stuff, but the day itself is beyond you. I'm having issues with time this week, apparently, and it's only Monday ... right?

My manager turning me down for a date is only making me want him that much more. It's almost like I've been challenged and I must win. It's ridiculous, I know, but it equates to when someone tells you that you're incapable of doing something and suddenly you want to prove them wrong. I've still got it bad.

I'll probably be going to bed early tonight. Hopefully I'll have the lights off and the rain playing before 10. I have half an hour to get this accomplished and with as tired as I am right now, I'll probably succeed.

Until tomorrow. . .

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