Slept practically 12 hours. Well, slept is more like a term in this case. I celebrated my first night in this engagement with several shots of chilled vodka. Call it liquid sleeping pills. Oh no, close to half the bottle down. Gotta be careful and ration out the stuff. Yet, tossed and turned most of the night. Now I feel like a sack of shit. A pukey one at that. Damn hope I dont turn this place into a pig sty the first week. Well one consolation is at least I am not craving for some sun.
Breakfast of champions: Skyflakes with cheese whiz.
Shit. Am now craving comfort food.
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