Excessive

I was woken up in the middle of the night last night to quite the loud thunderstorm, which was pretty nice, to be honest, but I was groggy and asleep and didn't know exactly what was going on and went back to sleep almost instantly, so I didn't really enjoy it. I just remember one really huge crash of thunder, and thinking it was awesome, juuuust before falling back asleep.

Today was a pretty miserable day, it seemed everyone was infected with some kind of bug up their ass. I myself was in a pretty bad mood, but I think that might be partially due to everyone around me being in a bad mood. Jeff and Jon were clashing, but that was mainly because Jon was trolling him so hard all day. Mark was in a bad mood and yeah... just work was filled with a bunch of negativity and it sucked.

I started to get a headache about halfway through work, so I took two tylenol and continued working. I left a half hour early (or a half hour late depending on which version of the schedule you look at), and took the bus home, which felt like it took forever. Once I got home, I had a quick snack, because... well... because I don't really have much food, and I don't care, and I didn't want to cook anything, and I just didn't give a shit. I was planning on playing some console games after, so I went to the couch, and I guess I laid down or something because I woke up two hours later, with a much worse headache. I don't remember laying down, I just remember waking up, which kinda sucks cause two hours of my evening is a lot of time...

When I woke up, I microwaved leftover chef boyardee, which.. you know.. is disgusting, but what are you gonna do? I watched Jimmy Fallon, took three more tylenol and had a coffee... neither of which seemed to help my head. Afterward, I moved to the computer room where I played a little bit of Torchlight on my Mac, and listened to some of the Morning Stream.

Afterward, I had a bath, came out to the living room, put on the Daily Show and started writing. I'll be heading to bed sooner than later I think, because my head hurts and I have to work.

Speaking of work, I've got to work from 8am to 6pm tomorrow, which is balls, and is probably not neccessary, considering it's a buffet, and so long as I make and bowl the salads, there is no reason for me to be there for ten hours, especially when I have to open the next day, but oh well, I don't make the schedule. Tomorrow probably won't be too bad, hopefully some quiet time to work on shit until halfway through at least. Sunday should be a decent day too, and then Monday is a stat holiday.

I feel like I have more in me to write, more personal things, but I don't think now is the time just because of my headache and stuff. Anyway... that's it for now!

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