fuck sleep. 3 and a half hours is good, right?
YEAH. WATCHING ME AND WAITING FOR ME TO DO SOMETHING CLOSE TO WORTHY OF HAVING TO GET WRITTEN UP IS REALLY PROFESSIONAL. WHEN I STOP TO DISCUSS SOMETHING WITH THE PERSON I’M FUCKING WORKING WITH IN THE SAME GODDAMN DEPARTMENT THEN ASKING HOW LONG I WAS ‘STANDING AROUND’ THERE FOR IS SOOOOOO MATURE. VERY GREAT MANAGEMENT YOU ARE. MOTHERFUCKERS.
I need to clock in from lunch but every fibre of my being is screaming NO.
Three (maybe four, I forgot) spoonfulls of nutella for dinner. I am health.