~01:20 - i discover that mileidy is in my bed.
01:37 - miledy is apparently bowling in her dreams, using my head. i think she wedged a finger in my brain.
01:45 - alarm goes off.
03:05 - ready to leave the house, but not feeling well. oh well.
03:09 - realize i am driving down the street without a) my sweater to cover my tattoos at work and b) my glasses. with which i need to see.
05:40 - sick sick sick sick.... i wanna go home.
06:20 - drop a glass candle on the floor out of my training bag. the checkpoint has to shut 2 lanes to keep passengers from walking in broken glass shards. i am rocking this day.
06:40 - i request a do-over from midnight, watching my co-workers maneuver the checkpoint around to keep screening effectively. or at least a groundhog day. denied.
07:40 - crack a bin (and i quote) "a hulksmash hug to the chest." really i am not doing this on purpose.
08:15 - headache begins.
09:30 - drop a training device and scatter pieces under the xray. yes, i crawled under to get them out. not it is not broken, just apart. i fixed it. on the verge of tears. my coworkers take all objects from my hands and almost put me in a wheelchair so i don't have to attempt stairs.
headache got gradually worse. went home early. took some meds. took a nap. not feeling normal, but better than when i woke up. please can i have a do-over???
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