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Fuckity fuckity fuck. I overslept until 5:45 AM.

By dint of superhuman effort, I’m ready. And it’s 7:30 AM.

The movers got here around 8 AM. Things went well except that they needed to run get some tools to get the bed and exercise equipment taken apart. I forgot to mark a table, but I should be able to get it in storage to take in my car later. The driver said that he probably will deliver late in the afternoon on Monday.

One of the movers thought that it was great that I was a librarian. And another one said that the back yard was "sick," which I gather is current slang for "cool".

I lay down for a minute but decided that I was too wired to sleep right now. I'll lie down after class.

I have my work cut out for me. The place looks like a tornado hit it. And I have homework to do also.

Okay, the classes are over. Now I'm going to take a nap. Can’t sleep. I’m hungry. I need to make a pizza and submit a grocery order. I think that I’ll go to bed early because I need to take my car to Midas tomorrow morning to get the lightbulb by my license plate fixed.

Started laundry. Started heating the oven for pizza. Submitted a grocery order. Put the pizza in the oven. Made a to-do list for the next few days.

I found a vest that I think that I want to get for my Italy trip. Probably in red. Maybe with this shirt? I also would like this outfit. And why are men's shirts (and sweaters) always cooler than women's shirts? I like this shirt. It would look cute with jeans.

Now I'm really tired, but I need to wait for my groceries. I hope that they'll come soon.