rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Eight, Day Sixty-Two

Internet has been so slow tonight, but so have I, so I'm in no position to cast stones. I've been tired for hours too, despite a rather long late evening nap Tuesday. I've been nodding off while waiting for pages to load. This week's supermarket ads are a disappointment. Morning light is coming in the windows already. How did it get to be this late? My legs feel like, big, itchy hunks of lead with sore feet attached. Since all I'm going to do is be unhappy and complain I think I'll just try to get to sleep. No bedtime snack. I don't deserve one, I've been so crabby. Mmmmm, crab.