March 28th, 2003

work, dirty job, erk, working

Meegles.

In approximately an hour, I will have been up for twenty-four hours straight. This marks my second all-nighter (seemingly a once a school year event). On whim (and also on consideration that my morning class that I'd otherwise be in is canceled,) we held a Trigun marathon - completing the series at six a.m.

My eyes are a bit droopy and I yearn for the feeling of cool sheets, but I think I'll be ok as far as consciousness goes until I get to work. I dunno how that'll go, considering that I am not particularly fond of the position and find the stuff either boring or impossible. o_o I'm feeling kind of sick, but I don't dare lie down. XD I wanna run outside in my pajamas and shake somebody.

Still haven't hung my laundry.
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    "Duvet," Serial Experiments: Lain