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July 25, 2011 12:14AM

Rested


Work was long and tiring today, it gave me a headache and I felt disoriented. You think I would have been happy to get home, but I'm pretty sure I was on autopilot and I barely remember even getting in.

As usual, like every Sunday, I took a cab into work for 7am, put out the morning contintental, which was fairly slow until the last half an hour, at which point the grand hall essentially filled up with like forty people who came in at the last second and wanted a shitload of food. Mark came in at 9am, and helped me put out brunch, and everything went out on time and smoothly.

The majority of the afternoon was spent replenishing brunch and sweating, and I was trying to get work done on the wedding but kept getting called for food, or I would have do one thing or another, and it wasn't until after 1pm that I could even start the wedding prep.

There isn't much of note to really talk about regarding work really, I mean nothing crazy happened. I worked for ten hours, about halfway through I started getting a pretty bad headache and for some reason I waited until almost the end of my shift to take tylenol, but I took four extra strength, and it kinda went away a bit.

I kept busy until Spencer was off work and he gave me a ride home. Once home, I don't really remember much, beyond taking my socks off and laying in bed, and falling asleep. I got home around 5:30, and slept until about 10pm, so... yeah that was a needed nap I guess. When I woke up, I made dinner, cause I was really hungry, still had a headache, and needed to eat. I ended up making a big chicken caesar and ate most of it. Three strips of bacon, half a big chicken breast, croutons, parm, splash of lemon juice... good shit.

I watched Studio 60 while I ate, and continued to watch it afterward while I chatted with Uncle Cracker and ate chips, and then I started writing this, Studio 60 ended and now I turned on Jimmy Fallon from Friday.

Tomorrow is a day off, I don't have any plans, and I'm okay with that. My next day off after tomorrow is Thursday, which kinda sucks but is kinda cool at the same time. We'll see....

I took a sleeping pill, but since I took such a long nap, I have a feeling that it's going to be awhile until I feel the effects and actually get tired.


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