Death Is Preferred

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Woke up briefly just before 8, which is kind of sleeping in. Drifted in and out after that, dreaming I'd slept the whole day. Got in to work, where Lynelle took all my eservice so I could focus on claims, which was great of her. Wasn't able to get much done before the building started screaming at us. Fire alarm, and not a drill. But it was, apparently, a mistake or something, because we all just stood outside for about 30 min before going back in.

Since I had to cancel the shoot, I told Jay I'd pay him upfront with my own funds, then he could just sign over the check to me. Ran to the bank on my break, but my head was so congested I couldn't figure out the math. The teller was extremely sweet and understanding. A gem. Mitch messaged me, just asking if I could help him pick up his Uhaul for the move.

I'd meant to stay late, but 1) I'd have to use PTO no matter what, because 6pm is the latest we can stay, and 2) I was dead. Took off at 4, stumbled to my car. Jay was already on the bus home, so I drove to his place. Waited for 10 min in a red zone while he ran around doing laundry, but that's Jay.

I meant to get more "meatballs" from the store, but instead I drank soup on the couch with Lady Miss Friday. Chatted with a handsome flight attendant, but couldn't meet up with him, because, again, I was dead. Took some NyQuil and crashed.