Last night was a rare rough one.

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My friend and I were up pretty late and I didn't get much sleep. I actually got up around 7 peed, and zoncked out after that. Next thing I know, George was talking at me from the pod, to tell me about a bag he drug out. When he makes an effort to put bags in the middle of the floor, he wants me to take them to the dumster. Which I will later today. I have laundry to do today, too. Plus I'll feel a lot better if I can knock out those last two surveys. I have days where it goes super well, and I can knock them out like that, and other days where I just have to give up.