I Try To Keep Out the Whiny Posts but...
Gah work stress is getting to me. I am doing some black ops project, well everyone is, and it was kind of dropped on us at a bad time. Not only do we have this work that so super secret I feel like the James-mother fucking-Bond of spreadsheets, but we also have the usual circus of closing out a year, and the sponsorship of a major event shortly after I come back from vacation.
It was impossible to fall asleep last night, and when I did I had weird ass dreams. I woke up at six AM, patched some pants and by some I mean any with the slightest issue, and sewed some buttons on a few jackets I never wear anymore. After that I unhooked my TV to bring to work for a demo, and looked on-line for a Guitar Hero dongle.
After that I frantically lost my wallet, and spent 30 minutes looking for it, it was on the window sill. After that I lost my laptop and spent five minutes looking for it, I had it before I realized I lost my wallet. As I got in the car I thought about all the crap I have to do today, tomorrow, and the next day.
I need a little peace of mind, or at least enough alcohol to simulate the affects. The Cheat, party us out of here.
It was impossible to fall asleep last night, and when I did I had weird ass dreams. I woke up at six AM, patched some pants and by some I mean any with the slightest issue, and sewed some buttons on a few jackets I never wear anymore. After that I unhooked my TV to bring to work for a demo, and looked on-line for a Guitar Hero dongle.
After that I frantically lost my wallet, and spent 30 minutes looking for it, it was on the window sill. After that I lost my laptop and spent five minutes looking for it, I had it before I realized I lost my wallet. As I got in the car I thought about all the crap I have to do today, tomorrow, and the next day.
I need a little peace of mind, or at least enough alcohol to simulate the affects. The Cheat, party us out of here.