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don't know what it is...

the bed... or the dry air... or the fact that I can hear cars from the freeway...

but I can't sleep through the night in my corporate apt...

I sleep like a baby at home... well rested... it also could be that when I'm at home, I don't think at work at all...

but I don't think it's the stress of work... I just think the bed and pillows are crap and I probably need to get a humidifier for my room.

in any case, it makes me tired, especially before noon.

I don't like to hit the caffeine in the morning, because I'd rather not be dependent on it...

I was going to take a walk around the office for a bit, but then I'd look too much like I am... a slacker :-P

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I count eight dead flies caught in the flourescent light's translucent panel above and to my right and 18 in the panel above and to my left...

nasty

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so, since I was tired driving to work this morning, I noticed that my left eye was closing and that my right eye was trying to stay open (this is usually the time when lorie yells at me to tell me to pull over so she can drive...)

in any case - I glance over to the rear view and notice that I looked really whacked out when my eyes are trying to close and I am feebly trying to keep them open...

at that point, I slap myself and start screaming and try to find something to singalong on the radio... but they have mostly moring talk radio where they only play one song every fifteen minutes.

DUMB.

don't have any CD's with me, because I left them in my computer bag which I leave at my apartment because I can't plug into the network at my client because my laptop isn't authorized to be on their lan.

whatever

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so I got a sausauge mcmuffin with egg meal...

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I really need to work out this week.

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I think I need to switch out my contacts soon...