I got four hours sleep last night. This is me right now. Except I can't just have a sleep till noon. I have to function at work for eight hours, then I have to go to band practice, and then tomorrow I have to get my heart back from someone who's been using it as a doorstop, chop it into tiny pieces, swallow it, and hope it somehow ends up back in my chest.
― Super-Masonic Black Hole (kate), Wednesday, 4 August 2004 07:05 (twenty-one years ago)