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I'm still chugging along. I should have gone to sleep about an hour ago, but you can't tell your body to stop cold, like that. Oh, by 'you', I mean 'me'. I can't do that.
I went right past tired into my usual evening routine. I completed some homework, I made dinner. I'm here. It's all cyclical.
Though, I think this entry attests to the quality level of my thought. Logic is scrambled. I've been sucked into another episode of CSI on Spike. What I really need to do is go lose my soul in a nice, long, hot shower. Hot water and soap will be my saviors. I will speak confessions of steam. Yawn.
Heaven awaits.
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