I feel like every single day requires this effort in order to survive. I get up, get dressed, go to work, do something spontanious and then I get home, stay up late and eventually go to bed.
I've toyed with the thought of not sleeping. I know I would never make it that far, but it would be interesting.
Tomorrow I cover a shift for my friend. Totally screws up my own schedual, but I felt I couldn't say no. Stupid.
I got a Swiss army knife today. It's green and pretty, but only has three functions; knife, scissors and screwdriver.
I think I'll wish for one with more functions later. Could be pretty usefull.
