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‘Sup Triplets.
Nope, not taking the piss. My boss left, and now I'm pretty much alone (there are other people, but they're asleep. hopefully they'll stay that way). I don't even feel tired anymore, and I think I can chill here for the rest of my shift. I don't know why I didn't think of the "headache" excuse. It's my stock excuse for whenever I don't want to tell people what's really wrong (which isn't all that often, but ya know, some things are better off not being said). And I can't take a taxi home. I can't afford it. I live really far away from work. Dude, you don't know how long and strange that drive here was. But I'm feeling a lot more like myself than when I first got here. I'm not shaking anymore, and I'm not seeing much stuff that isn't supposed to be there. I thought I wasn’t seeing anything strange, but then I just went outside to smoke a cigarette, and I looked up at the sky, which is fucking awesome because from work I can see a gazillion stars, and I started looking at one of the stars, and then it got a purple area around it and it started moving across the sky in slow, jerky movements, like a bug that doesn’t know where it’s going. I don’t know what type of bug, but you know what I’m talking about. I thought maybe it wasn’t a star, really, so I picked another star randomly to look at, and right away it got the purple area around it and started moving in jerky movements across the sky. That was pretty cool, actually. As long as I don’t start seeing, ya know, zombies or something, I’m chill.
And, ya know, if I called a supervisor and told him that I have to go home, he'd probably be the one who would have to stay up until 7am. I don't want to do that to him. I'm just gonna kick it here and try to remember to do whatever it was people asked me to do tonight (it's pretty much the same as every night that I work, so I'll figure it out). Oh and when I get off from work in the morning, I’m not going to drive home. Well, I guess if I feel really normal I might drive home, but I kinda doubt that. So I’m going to park a few blocks away where they can’t see me and sleep in my car. That can only last for a few hours, until it’s so warm in the car that I wake up with a sort throat, covered in sweat. Yeah, I know, it’s gross. I sleep in my car during the day all the time. Shady spots are no longer shady when I wake up. It’s summer and I live in California. I want to fall asleep and stay that way for a whole day. I’ve done that before, and it’s sweet.
(damn it, why am I so long winded? someone tell me to STFU before I incriminate myself somehow).
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And ya know, I'd never actually really fallen asleep here before. 
