I've got a pain in me gulliver and in me rot.

Apparently, I didn't get enough sleep last night. Less than 4 hours of craptacular sleep, and I tend to get a little ill. As I was contemplating about my nausea, I missed my bus stop and stumbled home. I don't even hear the music in my head anymore.

What do I do to keep myself occupied for 8 hours freezing in a refrigerated environment looking at slabs of meat? I sing all the songs stuck in my head. For example, today's selection consisted of:

• some 50 Cent song I heard on the radio during my taxi ride to work
  
• Evanescence - My Immortal
  
• A Mozart symphony
  
• Phantom of the Opera - Music of the Night
  
• and I relived a snippet of some sitcom I saw on TV that has your stereotypical fat and obscene husband, beautiful blond wife, and 2.5 children

Doesn't that make you want to work in a Slaughter House as well? I'm going to crawl into my bed now. Have a nice day.