i opened my eyes to find it was several hours later. no alarms, just a synthetic cold bothering the hell out of my crappy back. i doubt it would feel less crappy had i covered it with a blanket or two and gone to sleep instead of passing out shirtless and blanketless. seems like i've been asleep for a while and yet haven't managed to get much rest. i could squeeze in an hour more maybe, but what's the point? seems like it makes more sense to walk around tired (sit around, actually). there is no need to be alert. there is no need to prove myself as the best doggone password resetter this company has ever seen. that other guy took that path, and what did it get him? a laser printout of a certificate of appreciation. sorry, but you didn't have to waste paper and toner on that. a demonstration or vocalization or emailization would work much better. (i know, i need to stop making up words.)
There really is a lone bird outside. It is chirping away and i am sure it is chirping to other birds. i can't hear them over the whir of the hot laptop and creak of a tired ceiling fan. my alarm should ring any moment now.
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