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Son of a crumbled biscuit. I fell asleep writing this. Oh dear.
Oh man am I utterly exhausted from work and socializing today. I had work in the morning, but I have to admit I was not as good as I could have been seeing as I had the beginnings of a very bad headache. It got better, but holy crap is it cold out tonight.
I need to get some of those super small packaged blankets that hold body heat in well. I don’t know their technical name. I do know that I have called them potato jacket blankets for as long as I can remember.
I went to a dinner thing after work and I just had to ride home in silence afterwards. Having thirty plus strangers in a room together is… exhausting but nice. Not something I would frequently seek out.
I’m home now. It’s cold as hell out. And I need to put air in my tires tomorrow after work because it was like… ten degrees out this evening.
(This is where I fell asleep)
I’ve been trying to crochet for three days. Nothing so far. Not a single stitch. I’m having trouble finding joy in things again.
Take your meds folks.
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