I'd like to apologize to anyone I may have sent a drunk text message to Wednesday night/Thursday morning. I only remember one specifically, and really, I'd rather forget that one. *is embarassed*
In other news,
dramamonkey81 has it rough. He works security in this building and has to direct traffic in completely chaotic & unsafe conditions. I was in the shuttle from the remote parking lot and saw him flailing about with one of those airport-runway flashlights at people who were not paying attention to him. These people are crazy.
In still other news, I am now 36. If you've ever read the book High Fidelity by Nick Hornby you know exactly how I feel about this particular turn of events. I read it last week & just about fell out of my chair when I got to the 'turning 36' paragraph.
I didn't do anything for my birthday. Didn't want to. After the year I've had I couldn't imagine any birthday celebration that wouldn't be kinda pathetic & depressing so I bagged it for the year. Plus I had to get up at 4AM so there wasn't going to be any partying like a rock star. So here I am, doing time-and-a-half math in my head until 7pm.