Oh wait, it's NOT getting any better than this.

Today SUCKED.

Let's rewind.

Sunday
Total Sleep: Five to six hours.

Read my previous post about my family bickering and fighting ALL day. Sunday night I think about Tom wayyy too much. I fall asleep much later than normal and toss and turn all night.

Monday
Total Sleep: Four to five hours.

On Monday I found out that someone I knew from my youth group, a girl who graduated a year after me, passed away. They aren't sure how she died yet, but they did/are doing an autopsy. The wake is tonight (Wed) and the funeral tommorow. I'm going tonite, but will have to work during the funeral. Monday night, it takes me over two hours to fall asleep, and I recall waking up numerous times during the night.

Tuesday
Total Sleep: Possibly five hours.

Tuesday was okay, my guy friend Bryan and I went to the Indian's game with some friends. He and I discuss two things, a trip (just us,) this weekend, and the fling we had a few summers ago. He buys peanuts and keeps the bag on the ground between his legs, so each time I want a peanut I find myself reaching in between his legs. Also, I bring up Tom very often. Tom this, Tom that. Decide later in the evening after the game that if I do go somewhere with him, I will try my hardest to not fool around with him. Or perhaps to leave my conscious at home. I am exhausted, but again sleep very little the whole night.

Wednesday
Total Sleep to be determined.

Today SUCKED.

I kept on fucking up all day long. Customers kept on biting my head off alll day long. Luckally my boss never got around to biting my head off, but she did mention (all day long,) how out of it I was. I balance and I am $1,000 short. I FREAK OUT (quietly,) then find out the problem, so it ended up not being a big deal.

I have to go to the wake tonight.

Oh, and they are talking about some golf ball hail sometime soon. Great.

Happy day. Oh, fucking happy day.