I hate the way emotional stuff goes.
All fucking day I'm tired as fucking hell.
So much so, that I sat in the couch for a few moments and wound up napping for a while.
Now that I'm trying to take an actual nap I'm not tired at all.
In fact I feel fucking wired now!
Oh fucking hell.
I'm going out to work on the fucking bed frame.
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