Cup of coffee, check. Four hours of sleep, check. Eyeballs exfoliated, check.

Working a 12hour day… well, I’m on it...


I think my short sleep must’ve had some weird ass dreams, because apparently my eyeballs needed to be scrubbed clean this morning.

I put body scrub in my palm, was slapping it onto my face, and didn’t close my eyes in time.
I still feel like I’ve got grit in there.

I’m gonna be red eyed and tired by noon.


Go me!