Gah. Work.
I am NOT enjoying this week. I'm tired, I'm sore, I'm tired... okay, so maybe I'm a little cranky from lack of sleep. Maybe I'll skip the gym tonight and just crash... nah. I'll probably go work out anyway.
Last night Andy was in a bad mood, which made ME in a bad mood (not "bad" so much as "quiet")... ended up playing a couple of quick maps of BF2142, but that resulted in me not getting to bed until about midnight. I've got to stop staying up late... it's not doing me any good.
Oh well. At least I had Chinese food last night... and I have lunch for tomorrow already in the fridge, so I don't need to worry about that. Small blessings, I suppose. And Andy seems to be doing better today. So that's also good.
Anyway, back to the salt mines. Damn I hate this job.
Last night Andy was in a bad mood, which made ME in a bad mood (not "bad" so much as "quiet")... ended up playing a couple of quick maps of BF2142, but that resulted in me not getting to bed until about midnight. I've got to stop staying up late... it's not doing me any good.
Oh well. At least I had Chinese food last night... and I have lunch for tomorrow already in the fridge, so I don't need to worry about that. Small blessings, I suppose. And Andy seems to be doing better today. So that's also good.
Anyway, back to the salt mines. Damn I hate this job.
posted by Marx at 9:42 AM
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