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In sharp contrast with my last entry, I actually slept eleven hours last night—through the whole day, actually. And I never snapped out of the sleepiness, I've been awake for three hours and it feels like it's been all fucking day. I grabbed my blanket and pillow from the sleeping porch and wow, it's so much more comfortable in here, I could pass out right now.
I don't really celebrate holidays or even notice them, just Halloween and Christmas, and honestly, my enthusiasm for Christmas fades a little more every year. So I keep forgetting why everyone's acting weird today.
