I just worked from 10am Friday to just now... 9pm Saturday.
35 hours of straight work.
Yessiree.
I ended up cancelling a shift I was supposed to do in half an hour because, well.. fuck no? I was actually throwing up from exhaustion but the last guys were SO happy I came all that way to see them when their stripper flaked FOUR AND A HALF HOURS north of where I live.
Lucky for me it came with free tickets to the island they were on and I got to spend time in a jacuzzi afterwards and have a nice lunch on their tab.
Lucky for me I now have HEAPS of money (even though I cancelled a $325 show for sleep! omg) and tomorrow morning is a Vintage Clothing Fair in the next town over.
I think shopping is in order.
After 12 hours of sleep.
Love you girls.
Can I die now?



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you are getting verrrry sleeeeepy 
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