still gotta rant.
I don't quite for see today being much better than yesterday. It took me like 10 minutes to find my glasses this morning. I don't know where I put them exactly last night because I was flat out exhausted and falling asleep watching SNL. (Truthfully, I didn't get very far because Ellen Page trying to be a hyper Miley Cyrus was the nail in the coffin. I pretty much conked out after watching all that energy be displayed, haha.) But anyways, I always put my glasses in the same spot on the same dresser. This morning? No where to be found. I checked under the bed, by the TV by the computer, other parts of the dresser, in the closet, under all my old laundry. Zip! I checked under the bed at least 5 times but I just happened to look like 2 inches to the left the very last time and found them. It would have SUCKED to have to be driven to work and shove my face into the computer screens because I can't see for shit. :P
There's a smaller run today for tomorrow's book and I'm pretty happy about that, even though that leaves me trying to find something to do for a longer period of time. Work is insanely boring on the weekends because there's absolutely nothing to do, at all, except wait for files - put the books together - proof and run them. The end. Why am I stuck doing this menial shit? I gotta bring up NOT working the weekends, anymore. Ever. I did my time. Fuck it.
There's a smaller run today for tomorrow's book and I'm pretty happy about that, even though that leaves me trying to find something to do for a longer period of time. Work is insanely boring on the weekends because there's absolutely nothing to do, at all, except wait for files - put the books together - proof and run them. The end. Why am I stuck doing this menial shit? I gotta bring up NOT working the weekends, anymore. Ever. I did my time. Fuck it.