Slagged
I possibly should have held back all of the whining for here instead of mentioning it a hundred times on the board... But still. I am horribly, horribly tired. Next week is going to be absolute shit. All the shifts I can cope with (plus a few more) and homework to finish.
I shall have to make at least two more trips out to Deakin to get assignments handed in, and to borrow books. Urk.
Gah. I don't want to. All I want to do is sleep. Sleep, and watch Buffy. Oh, and a trip to Sweden would be nice, too.
I have a fairy godmother around here, don't I? Oh yes, his name is Marco...
posted by Emma @ 2:42 pm
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Marco the cabana boy?
No, my cabana boy is called Ricky.
It's so difficult to keep minions organised these days.
Yet, somehow, it is seldom that one is too tired to log on and complain about tiredness online. Many's a time when I've dragged myself in past bedtime and thought, "Well, I don't want to go to bed now, not as soon as I walk in" before heading to the computer.
I hope you are better rested by the time you read this.
Much better rested, thank you, Emano. Ah, the wonders of sleep.
And you're right, we're never too tired to whine.
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