Ugh. It's three in the morning. I've been working for almost 21 hours straight. My eyes are on fire. My tongue is thick and slow. My head is full of cotton. I can't think straight. I worry all the time that I'll make wrong decisions. I'm always worried that my decision would be clouded by fatigue. Tonight, it unfortunately was.
I have no idea what prompted me to buy anything named "fried jalepeno poppers" at three a.m. and wash it down with mountain dew. I want to die now.
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i think you said "no jalapeno poppers and mt dew at 3am again" the LAST time, champ.
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