There is absolutely no reason why I should be awake right now. Yet here I am. Wasting precious sleep time on the internet. Stupid internet.
The truth is, I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. So the longer I stay up, then the more it’s going to feel like I don’t have to go, but there’s no way I’m getting out of it. I’m going to be miserable tomorrow. I know it already. I just hope my boss doesn’t catch me nodding off at my desk. I must not hit my head on my computer screen when my head slumps forward. That would be a dead give away.
I should have gone to bed early like a good girl. I should have done a lot of things differently today. I certainly didn’t need the big brownie. Could have stopped at a dozen crawfish, instead of two. There were at least two unnecessary phone calls. I wasted some gas, too. Geesh, I’m terrible. Zero impulse control. Terrible.