i slept for 44 hours strait with brief zombie-like bathroom breaks in which joey said i was mumbling incoherently. i slept through the entire time niklas was here without a peep. i slept through joey doing the dishes (our kitchen is right outside our OPEN bedroom door). i slept through joey vacuuming.

i woke up for a few hours this morning (about midnight to 2-3), played some fable 2, couldn't keep my eyes open and went back to bed.

i'm still fucking exhausted, and now i have to try to make it through work. i've been barely able to make it through an 8 hour shift for weeks now, i wonder if this is the day i collapse at work?

i'm so sick of whatever this is. i want my life back.
.