May 8, 2011
Alright guys so yesterday I managed to stay awake for 34 hours.
Don't ask me how, I'm not really sure myself.
Well I was doing fine at work until about 7PM when the exhaustion truly hit.
It was also conveniently when I had 7 10-12 year old girls who each wanted Shirley Temple's.
Well when it hit I lost all perception of time.
Then I started to feel like I was watching myself in a dream.
I felt like an empty shell.
Every action was such a fucking effort.
It was honestly the weirdest feeling, I can't really describe how terrible it felt.
I'm not sure how I made it home and into my bed, but I did.