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Went back to bed at something after 8:00am, blinked, and then looked at the clock and saw it was almost 1:00pm. I still feel like crap, but not nearly as bad as this morning, at least. I think the thing I needed most was the sleep. If I can just hang on and go back to work for two more days, tomorrow and Friday, then it'll be the blessed weekend. I haven't had a weekend since before Memorial Day. ...no, strike that, I haven't had a real weekend since probably the weekend of May 13-14, because the two weekends before Memorial Day were when my family was visiting and we were all busy and running around doing all that tourist-y stuff, which was freaking draining. So, yeah, looking forward to the weekend quite a bit here.
