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I feel the sun creepin' up like tick tock...

Finally woke up at a decent hour this morning. Too exhausted from the days activities, came home and stuffed my face (of course), showered, chit chatted avec mon amies, and passed the eff out at around 1130pm. Pretty much snoozed until 630am, after which my father's phone started blaring and I can hear it all the way in my room. Rolled around my humungous bed until I fell asleep again. Then I woke up to my own phone ringing. Answered it and got greeted with a "youuuu freaaaakin' whoreeee." It was an old friend who had arrived the night before; at this point it was 1030am. Hung up with her and got engulfed in the smell of eggs and sausages and butter. Slightly felt like I had awakened in another dimension. BONGIORNO! Anyway, this whole thing reminded me of something my father always says: "early to bed and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise." WORD! Me gusta.

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