Excessive

No sleep, Splinter Cell: Pandora Tomorrow all evening and all night and all... something, until now.

Must bathe, must lay... bones hurt. Scared to lay near Michelle because she's diseased and I don't want to die.

but the couch is so uncomfortable.

comfortable... sickness.. commmfortable... hmmmm

I reeeeaaally don't want to get sick. I'm going to write about my night in more detail tomorrow afternoon when I'm rested, not sick and in a good mood, cause I will be, just you watch.

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