It's fucking eight in the morning!

That... in itself... is shocking. That's why I chose to open up this diary entry with that simple yet terrifying sentence.

I gotta get into a more normal set of sleep patterns. I die at FedEx every night. Whew...

Cooooffee.... Coffee is so so good. Especially with lots of sugar and the "just right" amount of Irish Cream creamer. Mmmm...

Okay. Time to get to work. Just killing some time while Dad drank his third cup.

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Name: Mallory
Birf-day: Aug. 23rd
Nickname(s): Mal, Malady, Mathery, Gangsta Lesbian
Occupation: FedEx hub worker, ToGo hostess at Outback Steakhouse, and installer and maintenance for AutoSan
Loves: Julie, sleep!, moose tracks ice cream, blue jeans, butterflies!
Hates: broke-ness, depression, traffic, coupla exes
Favorite Belly Bean: margarita!
Family: Mom, Dad, Logan (15), Lucy the Wonder Puppy
Favorite Diaries: Julie!!!, TranceJen, The Bean, Bobby, Jenn and KiKi