Hanging on til the weekend.

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HA!

HAhahaHAHA! I have the most unflattering passport photo EVER! I look like a all-night truck stop waitress after a three-day shift, a grease fire, and a four year old's birthday with 15 guests (none of which who tipped), and a guy who ordered one of everything and then attempted to pay in the currency of his home planet. I look unamused, tired, worried, and a touch cross-eyed, and any country I would try to enter would probably take one look and ask me what the day's special was. All I need is a pencil behind my ear.

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It's passport photo day, so I was careful to look my best. Yeah, right. I'm clean, anyway. It's Wednesday, so I'm halfway through. It was almost light out when I went to the truck this morning. It was also light when I went to bed too. So, the time of crazy sleep patterns has begun once again. I do so much better in the dark, I don't know why.

And speaking of darkness, I did an Addams Family fic for the 31_days lj. The theme was 'they do an awful lot of dancing, the dead'.

Time to face the day.