Only I could be able to think about buying healthy foods during my impending grocery store outing and then follow up with a bag of flaming hot cheetos. Where is my humanity? Humility? Harmonium? Harmonica. There we go. My brain hurts, why so sleepy times so early? Could it be because I have ingested a limited amount of food in the past 24 hours + and therefore don't have enough calories for efficient brain function stuff? Yeah.
My eyes hurt. That is a fairly severe level of sleepiness that is not proportionate to the amount of work I did today. Work that consisted of a minimum of checking people out and a maximum of five some odd not completed crosswords (some of those words must not be in the dictionary, or at least the English one) and checking my phone for email and weather radar after a few promising sprinkles. Actually, the weather was fairly bearable with me not even needing to set up the mister because the storms that weren't hitting us were at least close enough to share their cooler air. By cooler air I mean lower 90s temperatures, but with a good breeze behind it, it was considerably more refreshing than what has become our new normal.
Secondary plans are falling apart. I don't know who can write good things about me that isn't a family member or a friend. What am I suppose to do, actually give a shit about the people I work with? Come on. Even then, they wouldn't know me well enough to explain in an articulate fashion why I would be worthy of going overseas to teach foreign children English. I keep on trying to think of people which is utterly ridiculous because it would need to be someone I trust, someone who knows me, and those people come to mind off the bat. You don't need to rattle your head to find them.
My eyes hurt. That is a fairly severe level of sleepiness that is not proportionate to the amount of work I did today. Work that consisted of a minimum of checking people out and a maximum of five some odd not completed crosswords (some of those words must not be in the dictionary, or at least the English one) and checking my phone for email and weather radar after a few promising sprinkles. Actually, the weather was fairly bearable with me not even needing to set up the mister because the storms that weren't hitting us were at least close enough to share their cooler air. By cooler air I mean lower 90s temperatures, but with a good breeze behind it, it was considerably more refreshing than what has become our new normal.
Secondary plans are falling apart. I don't know who can write good things about me that isn't a family member or a friend. What am I suppose to do, actually give a shit about the people I work with? Come on. Even then, they wouldn't know me well enough to explain in an articulate fashion why I would be worthy of going overseas to teach foreign children English. I keep on trying to think of people which is utterly ridiculous because it would need to be someone I trust, someone who knows me, and those people come to mind off the bat. You don't need to rattle your head to find them.
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