six solid ass hours

Dear Diary

Wake up, feel awful. Psyche myself up to get up.

Now I'm actually doing what I need to do.

In my head I'm telling myself: You have six hours to get all your shit done, then off to the gym.

Six hours.

Six SOLID ASS HOURS.

We can do this

Try to avoid distractions

Although I am hungry

Try to avoid wanking