rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Nine, Day Two Hundred Seventy-Seven

Damn, did it again. I can't remember how much I slept Monday, but it was probably a lot. I can't remember when I got up today either, but it was still dark, and now I'm tired again. I drank some coffee, too. Obviously it didn't work. And wasn't I going to do something today? Forgotten that too. But I've got a nice little piece of chocolate to munch on, and I probably won't pass out until I'm done with that. Alcoholics take it one day at a time. Those of us with sleep disorders take it one minute at a time. Mmm, chocolate. Aww, gone. Mmm, nap time.