4:43 AM & My Balls Still Hurt

So, it's 4:43 Saturday morning and I'm still awake. Reason: I don't have one.

Actually, I do have a reason, but it's rather lame. I was stupid and said I'd work Sunday morning at 6AM, so now I'm trying to stay up late and not get too much sleep, so by 8 or 9 tonight, I'll have to go to sleep. Meaning that I'll end up with 8 hours of sleep and still be able to get up at 5:30AM. I really wish that I hadn't agreed to come in, but all I could think of was the money I'll make. Which will come in handy because I'm broke and have some rent to pay. Hooray for responsibility.

My roommate might be coming into a bunch of pain killers. And since she can't take them or else she'll get sick, that means I'm going to finally start my trendy drug habit....at least until she runs out of pills. Maybe by then I'll start breaking into houses and stealing money from little old ladies. And just for the hell of it, I'll rape one or two of them.

When you're as hard up as me, forcing an old woman to have sex with you doesn't seem so disgusting. Sad, isn't it?