Private Vasquez
Minkey Boodle
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- Mar 20, 2002
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Normally, I am one to get 8+ hours of sleep per night. There are times when I can't, but those days are easy to handle with a bit of caffiene. Due to my work schedule, I need to be up at 4:45 am and out the door by 5:30. So last night, when I got a phonecall from someone I haven't heard from in years and years, I decided that I would make those sleep hours up next time. By the time I got off the phone and took care of all my pre-bed bathroom activities, it was 2:00. Without my snoozage, my brain doesn't feel like working. That's fine at work, because I can do everything there without it. After work, my friend picked me up and we headed to the grocery store. On the way, my nipple started itching again (it has been for no reason since yesterday), and without even thinking about it, I lifted up my shirt and pulled my bra aside to look at it. Dammit, it was itchin' like hell. So I poked at it a bit to try and figure out what the cause of the itch was and to see if I could make it stop. Unbeknownst to me, I was putting on a show for the guy in the car next to me. I had a good laugh. Once at the store, all was well. Then, whilst lookin' at wine, that bad boy started itchin' again. Son of a!! Oblivious to my location, I lifted my shirt up again. My friend smacked me in the arm and I put the shirt down real quick. I don't know that anyone saw that time, though. I'm not a flasher, really.
Let this be a lesson to you kids: Get proper amounts of sleep, you're brain will thank you.
Let this be a lesson to you kids: Get proper amounts of sleep, you're brain will thank you.