It's the middle of the day and I'm tired as...stuff.
The other night was one of those nights where I just had to play Harvest Moon until I was tired enough to vomit. My cat, Cinder, was sleeping with me as always, yet she wasn't as annoying as she usually is. She was quiet and didn't want out the room often. Actually, not at all. She wasn't the problem--it was Harvest Moon!
I couldn't stop thinking of that ridiculous game. I think of ways to gain money and what I'm going to grow next and so on and so forth. It's an obsession! I'm not sure when I went to sleep because it felt like I never did. I was probably just half asleep the whole night but I remember waking up at about four thirty in the morning and heading straight to the game.
So, now I'm grouchy. Tired. Tired. Sleep.
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