Monday, August 23

Can't sleep.

Hate it.

Blogger tells me this is the 101st entry, maybe I should celebrate? (Ain't nothing until you get to 500-something.)

I'm feeling like a drunk tonight, as in maybe I should become one. So many calories though. When they invent Vodka One, I'm there. (Just kidding. I don't think I like vodka. I don't even know.)

Went to IHOP, ate a lot of pancakes, purged until it hurt. I'm surprised John didn't say anything, because isn't it always obvious?

I really wish I could sleep.


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