Well i didnt feel quite as bad as i thought i would this morning, probably because it wasnt the usual 8.30 a.m start, giving me a good two hours extra in bed. Work hasnt been too bad either, things are too organised in that place. Everythings always been done leaving me to just walk around the shop for six hours serving the non existant Sunday customers. Who goes out on a Sunday anyway? Sundays are the day for lying in, moping around the house and eating roast dinners. I miss mums roast dinners.
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