I am soooooo tired. I just swapped shifts and my body is taking its sweet time adjusting to the change. Yesterday I got home and sat down on my bed for a little bit to read before I went to go eat my afternoon “dinner”. I woke up about 4 or 5 hours later to find that my room was trashed and “Harry the Homo lives here” was written on my mirror in lipstick.

Just for the record, my name is Peter haha.

One of the guys came by my room to use my computer and after I didn’t wake up, he proceeded unpack my closet, neatly line all of my book up on the floor, and then filled my camera up with random pictures of people walking around outside and of me in a compromising position with his girlfriend’s beanie-baby.

I imagine I’ll get over it when I get home, but I absolutely can’t wait to just sleep! I had a dream the other night that I made it back to Denver and stretched out on a pew at church and just went to sleep. What a relaxing dream it was. I’m just grateful that I’ve gone my whole life without developing a caffeine dependency. A lot of guys that I work with over here are my age but already have sleep disorders from constantly chugging Red Bulls, cokes, Rip-Its, you name it. Ah well. Enough of my rambling on…