I wish people could understand that I am not kidding about the whole “Don’t talk to me until 9 o’clock” rule. No one seems to understand that I am NOT a morning person. I just want to scream “SHUT UP!”

So, last night was night 4 of NOT sleeping. Tonight, I am going home after work, popping a Xanax, and going to sleep. I didn’t want to have to resort to drugs…but I will do what I have to do. I can’t be awake anymore.

Damien Rice makes me want to kill myself. In a lovely, melodic fashion…