It just hit me that if I get the job I'm trying to get at Papadeaux (snazzy Cajun seafood place), and continue with my present job at the surgery center, I could work ten to twelve hour days on five hours of sleep multiple times a week.
Today I didn't go to work at all, it's 8:20, and I'm exhausted. The mere thought of getting up tomorrow is bringing tears to my eyes.
I guess this will eliminate the need for me to pretend I have a social life.
Allow me to introduce my new best friend: 
2 comments:
You're definitely *crazy*.
Love and miss you :)
You're one to talk, lady! :-)
Same back at ya!
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