So, it's Monday. 1:57 AM, L.A./West coast time. I'm going to be up for at least two more hours, and my friend is trying to convince me to sleep. I've explained three times that I don't want to sleep while I bleed. Why am I bleeding? Because I dropped several sharp objects, including a tomahawk. The tomahawk and a throwing knife fell and found a home in my right foot. When my friend told me I should try to sleep anyways, I decided to be blunt with them, and sent this:

Hope everyone has a better Monday than me.
- C. Silverthorne

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hope ya get to feeling better