I awoke this morning at 8:32 a.m., lids heavy with the knowledge that I had gone to sleep a scant 2 hours earlier. As my vision cleared, I realized that at that moment, I was supposed to be doing this STUPID LAME ASS THING FOR WORK that I really, really hadn't wanted to do.

‹insert trembling, barely suppressed rage›

‹yes, it's really that bad, i don't like those people›

‹cleansing breath›

My alarm had gone off at 7:30, to no avail. Apparently, I wouldn't be setting up a sound system on my morning off after all. I'll deal with the consequences; the world will not end.

I'll only say this: if I ever find out that staying up until 6:30 a.m. this morning was my subconscious' way of getting out of doing that STUPID LAME ASS THING FOR WORK, I'm gonna be pissed.

Bien! Hoy es va a estar un dia mucho interesante, mis amigos a quien que no existan! Buenos dias!