magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

didn't stop for a bagel and coffee on the way into work. didn't drink any coffee at work. i'm sure that coffee has been contributing to the insomnia. and then i'm tired during the day and need more coffee and it's just one big vicious cycle. so i stopped. of course the decision to stop today was also a masochistic one. i'm hurting, and some part of my subconscious thought: what can i do to make my brain function even less well.

i called stef. i left her voicemail. 'of course i'm going to worry about you? what happened with your job?'

and home. and passing out from emotional and physical exhaustion.