Sofa King We Tod Ed

you wake up well before the alarm goes off, drink too much coffee before 9am and all you have to do the rest of the day is pee. you go to work fully believing in that the employees you have will do their job and finish their tasks well before you have to drive home and get there before wrasslin comes on. you drive home, smoking the last cigarette in your pack, making it last at least 20 miles, and drink the stale soda from that morning. you shower, get something to eat which will pretty much consists of whatever you brought home the day before off the leftover brunch cart...you watch what's left of your show, cos god forbid you get home at a reasonable time, talk to your "boyfriend" on the phone, smoke your roomates last cigarette and crawl into bed... and you lie there and think about your life and what it was before... and cry and feel sorry for yourself... but be damned if you don't get up the next day and do it again.. and love it for what it is because it's all you have and really, it's what you wanted in the first place. normalcy?