I am resolute in my refusal to drink coffee today. I don't want my brain to lean on a substance over bed-going-to-time wisdom. Ten thirty last night, which is still too late by, like, an hour, and I didn't sleep great. Which at this point needs to be my working assupmtion when planning my evening cutoffs.
Geoff is out with an eye infection, and our printers don't feel much like working. Between both unfortunate circumstances it's going to be a bumpy week. A nap on the couch seems prudent.
Looking forward to tonight. And the rest of my life.
- J
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