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An other kind of tired
So I'm barely keeping my eyes open to read, and even more doing so typing this post. My necks hurts from sitting so close and such bad posture, and I'm pretty sure I need new glasses because all the things I couldn't see, then could, can I no longer see. Today was such a day. A long, six hour work, hour or so, freak out day. The back of my throat hurts and only when I swallow, and also I noticed just know, moving my tongue a certain way thats putting pressure back there. My eyes are drained of what you may call tears, and my hands are weary. Most people AKA normal people use their thumb to press the space bar, and I space with my index. I learned to type in such a strange fashion, it has nothing to do with the home keys. It's probably because I learned a faster way at stabbing these keys. I need to take a shower. And I just realized I have no idea when I'm supposed to go in to work tomorrow.
I really don't feel like going to work.
I'm not even sure why I'm still up right now.
