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12:30 AM - start laundry. Many mishaps including a dead dryer and an exploding pen in my washer full of whites ensue.

3:00 AM - One load dry and folded, other two in progress. I am so exhausted that my eyes don't want to be open. Go upstairs, clean.

4:00 AM - Start to head downstairs. Realise laundry may not -quite- be done because our dryers are awful. Curl up on the couch for a few minutes to give them time to finish up.

6:45 AM - Wake up on couch. Oops. Go get laundry. Stumble back upstairs and go to bed for two (more?) hours.


So basically, I just pulled a laundry almost-all-nighter. God damn.

In other news from the land of "oh shit", I have to do my monologue. Oh, yeah. That thing. That thing that I haven't even looked at in a month. Yeah, that.

but in better news, I just burped and tasted shisha from last night, which is awesome. and needs to happen again (the shisha, not the burping).

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alyson gave me some of her fruit after work today, and with the taste of fresh strawberries in my mouth I could not bring myself to go to the caf and eat terrible, disgusting trash.

so I came home and made a strawberry-peach-lemonade smoothie, which is fabulous despite maybe needing a little banana, and life is pretty great.