So this writing every night thing didn't really work out, did it?
It doesn't matter though. I've been up to my ass in uneventfulness for the last month. I don't remember being such a sack of shit while working 3rd shift. Maybe I am getting old. I don't feel any older than I did when I was in my early twenties. It doesn't help that I've been nursing a cracked rib for the last couple weeks. Wha! As much as I think it shouldn't make a difference, schedule wise, what hours I work; this past month has been a productivity wash. Its not like I have any strict deadlines or anything but it'd be nice to do more with my day than sleep, eat, loaf around, go to work, repeat.
Any way, I'm glad tomorrow night is the last of this run. It is obvious that I've been neglecting the apartment and since Rach is throwing me a party on the fifth, (which is going to kick a ton of ass ) we'll only have about a week to make our place look like less of a shit hole.
It doesn't matter though. I've been up to my ass in uneventfulness for the last month. I don't remember being such a sack of shit while working 3rd shift. Maybe I am getting old. I don't feel any older than I did when I was in my early twenties. It doesn't help that I've been nursing a cracked rib for the last couple weeks. Wha! As much as I think it shouldn't make a difference, schedule wise, what hours I work; this past month has been a productivity wash. Its not like I have any strict deadlines or anything but it'd be nice to do more with my day than sleep, eat, loaf around, go to work, repeat.
Any way, I'm glad tomorrow night is the last of this run. It is obvious that I've been neglecting the apartment and since Rach is throwing me a party on the fifth, (which is going to kick a ton of ass ) we'll only have about a week to make our place look like less of a shit hole.
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