Sleep is my enemy
Why is it that most nights I come home, sit around, do very little, then go to bed, but on that one night a month where my body demands I catch up on sleep and pass out at 9 PM, everyone decides to call me after I've conked out?
Stupid body. Stupid, stupid body.
Stupid body. Stupid, stupid body.
posted by Jeff at 9:41 AM
1 Comments:
It's ok, old man. We know your old bones need a rest now and then. ;)
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