I wish I could say that I haven't written much recently because Drew Barrymore and I have been too busy making whoopie. I mean going to the malt shop, Mom.
But the truth is I have been feeling so wrecked lately. I have been working five-day weeks but different shifts. It kills me. I can't sleep the same time or eat at the same time or anything.
Now, though, I am working my regular shift for the rest of the week and am off all next week. If I can just get back on schedule.
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