It's powering me through 10 cages of fucking yogurt back stock though so, that's something. Even if I am getting bizarre looks for singing in half-arsed French.
Aw Gawd. Despite bath I hurt all over. On the upside, I slept solidly through to 7 PM. Woke up with that 'wha- who- where am I?' Feeling. It was awesome.
Sooo turns out someone fucked the stock order which is why I'm breaking my neck at work rn. Managed to finished everything with 5 minutes to finish and was praised. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO PRAISE. Like... I'm just doing my job??? Are you being condescending? I can't tell D: