9-25-01 - 7:32 p.m.

*Ring ring*

...zzz...

*Ring ring*

...

*Ring ring*

"Dammit."

*Ring ring*

"Hello?"
"Laura, it's Stacy."
"Stacy, it's 4:15."
"I'm gonna need you to come in early this morning."
"When?"
"I'm gonna need you here probably at five."
...
"So can I count on you?"
"You make that sound as though I have a choice."
"Well, I can call Kathy if you need me to."
"No, I'm coming."
*click*

I live at the beach.

It's freezing during the wee slow hours of the morning.

I couldn't sleep till just after two.

I repeat: Tip your freaking waitress.

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