work

you've got to be effing kidding me.

i have to work this week. i don't get to go play with my friends in so cal.

poop.

like a rock star.

my life = suck.

do you ever have something to do and not have enough time to do it. even if you don't sleep? at all? i've been up for almost forty hours straight. and i have about sixteen more to go.

should be a blast.

if you want to hear something entertaining, you should call me around noon tomorrow. and see firsthand the effects of sleep deprivation and increased stress on a fragile mind. it will be great!

farewell. i return to the insanity. see you in a few days when it's all over.

you know why thursday nights are the worst? it's because i get off work at eleven, come home and watch family guy and futurama, and then can't fall asleep. but the whole while i dread the coming of the morning. you see, after closing on thursday night, i have to open on friday morning.

and that's a terrible thing to do to a guy.