It’s been a bit of a morning here. Day two of ignoring Podrick’s antics. I don’t know if I’m sleeping a little later, or if he’s not being such an asshole in the morning. Or what. But all I know is, when I wake up sometime in the morning, the most annoying thing, and it’s not Podrick, is sleep daddy. I can’t really stand him in the morning. He’s telling me to relax, but my shoulders are either totally relaxed already, or I’m so tense that there’s no way that I’ll actually relax.

He’s way too mellow to try and fall asleep to him again. He’s just so mellow, that I want to punch him in his mellow stomach. I have to find a morning sleep daddy to listen to. I think, perhaps, I’m sleeping in a little more. I don’t know how much more actual sleep I’m getting.

Another day off before 4 days in a row. The alarm is already set for really fucking early tomorrow: 4:30 am. The rest of my shifts this week are closing, then an all day shift. I mean I’ll make it through for sure. It’s just a little daunting. Especially, tomorrow. It’s been like a year since I’ve had an opening shift.

Yesterday was a bit of a chore. I take two happy pills a day. Right now I take one in the morning, and the next right before I go to work. Yesterday I realized while I was at work that I didn’t take the second pill. I always remember too early to take it. so yesterday I couldn’t remember if I took it, then I tried to convince myself that I did, but deep down I know I didn’t. So cue a slight 2ish hour panic attack, during the rush time. And it was a rush for sure.

That’ll stop today. We have to head into SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies that we couldn’t get at Walmart, so the first stop will be to the pharmacy to pick up the new strength happy pills. Then I don’t have to worry about taking a second pill. So we’ll grab some weed, and some regular vapes, and Subway for dinner.

But before all that shit, coffee.

It’s Tuesday, my dudes.