Wired

I said never again... but did it anyway. Two weeks of set schedules left me sleeping nicely and then the unspeakable. (back to work) So... yesterday 12-9 had me slamming an energy drink. (Wired)
Speech became tangled into knots, making me sound like a foreigner from space. What the hell? Bedtime rolled around, schizophrenia set in, and those voices. My head still hurts. Promise to myself; Never, ever again.
Made kombucha today, taking pictures of junior like any proud parent would do. Fingers crossed, hoping for twins. In seven or eight days, a baby will be born Yay! Hey... maybe I can make some money at this. Kombucha farming... oh yea baby, $$$$$$$.
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