• I woke up this morning smelling like beer and smoke. My room was a mess and I'd fallen asleep across my bed. My head was hurting due to hangover, and also from resting on the bed frame instead of the pillow. I need the weekends so much that I try to hang onto them and not let them go which results in regular Sunday evening sessions. For me there is nothing better than enjoying a sip when you know you shouldn't be having one. My alarm clock plays Paranoid by Black Sabbath. The way I figure it is that if I'm going to have to drag myself out of bed for work, I might as well be woken by something amazing. It kind of makes it a bit better. I got that feeling like a kick in the guts when Ozzie brought me back to consciousness this moring and I had the realisation that it was Monday and I had to go to work. I was exhausted and felt like crying.

    Had it not been for the chance to have a ride, I'd still be in bed feeling sheepish for calling my boss for a self inflicted sick day. My bike saved me today.

    Sorry for venting. I dont know what the point of this is.


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