Macrolog
Leggo My Eggo!
It’s 5:30am. I just got home a little while ago, toasted myself some chocolate chip Eggo waffles (is that where ‘Leggo My Eggo!’ comes from?). It was good getting out of the taxi; the sun is creeping up over Howth, the birds have been singing for the last hour or so, and the small of cocoa from the Cadbury factory fills the air. Mmmmmm.
Now the dilemma: I’m actually quite awake right at this moment, but I could crash any minute. Should I go to bed and potentially sleep late (which I don’t wanna do) or stay awake and walk around like a zombie later this afternoon? I suppose either way I’m fucked, but I guess I’d rather be awake than comatose. At least then I’d be able to complain to somebody about it.
Tue 26 Mar 2002 at 05:32 ·
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